It's all supposed to be pretend. Get fake married, have a kid, prove I can have a family, and I get a billion-dollar inheritance from the father I always hated.
It's all pretend, until I say 'I do.' And suddenly, I don't want sweet, innocent, sassy little June 'just for now.' I want her forever.
We're supposed to play the part for the cameras and the lawyers. I'm not supposed to fall for her. I'm not supposed to want her like this. I'm not supposed to totally lose myself in claiming her body, and possessing her, and just wanting more of her.
We faked it at the altar. But there's no faking it in the bedroom. It's all supposed to be pretend. But once I get my hands on her, she'll know I'm playing for keeps.
I'm her first. She'll be my last. She'll be my everything, forever, even if she doesn't know it yet.
This was all about the money at first. Now, it's all about her.
Contains mature themes.
Ride hard. Ride fast. And fight for what's yours. She's my obsession. I'm her past. But I'm back to claim what's mine. And this time, I'm never letting her go.
They say I'm hell on wheels. A rebel without a cause. The fastest, hardest, most successful motorcycle racer alive. They say I don't know how to lose-that I always get what I'm after. And I always do, except for her-my illicit obsession.
Years ago, I chose fame over forbidden temptation. Back then, she was way too young. Too off-limits. My best friend's little sister and way too good for a rough, dirty street racer like me.
Now I'm back-rich, hardened, and fallen from grace after getting kicked off the racing circuit. But Hailey Prescot might just be my saving grace. She might be my angel.
Her heavenly curves beg for my dirty hands and rough kiss, and that temptingly sassy mouth get my engine roaring.
My past want's to tear me down, and my demons want to take her away from me. But I lost her once, and I don't plan on letting that happen again. And once I get my hands on her, I won't stop until I've claimed every part of her.
Contains mature themes.