I'm a loyal member of the Demented Sons MC. My priorities were my club and my family. Add in one sick bastard trying to pick us off and I sure as hell didn't need relationship complications.
Enter one hot waitress.
A chance meeting. One wild night. By morning, I was gone. Maybe I'd used her, but she'd utterly ruined me.
Brothers dropping like flies, adrenaline in my veins, she would've been a dangerous distraction - one I couldn't afford.
At the worst possible moment, I made her a reckless promise. A promise I wouldn't keep - because I'm no saint.
She was already mine. Too bad it literally took a hurricane to make me see it.