Bayou

She built her dance hall from sawdust and stubborn love. He'll drown a man in the dark to keep the music playing.

Roxanne Delgado has run the biggest dance floor on Tulsa's west side since her grandparents hung the first string of lights. Every wedding, every quinceañera, every Saturday two-step — she books the bands, pours the drinks, and calls the dances from the stage in red lipstick and boot heels that strike sparks. When a grandfatherly racketeer decides the hall that has never once paid him is the example he needs to make, she's ready to fight — with a microphone stand if she has to.

She doesn't need a protector. But she gets one anyway.

Bayou — enforcer for the Mother Road Renegades MC — is the quietest man in any room and the most dangerous one in the dark. He's been watching the woman who fills a doorway and a dress with equal drama from three stools down, content to admire what he won't touch. When a collector walks into her barn and puts a price on three generations of joy, the swamp-bred outlaw who handles the jobs no one else has the stomach for decides this woman, this floor, and this fight are his.

Roxanne has conditions. She always has conditions. This is partnership, not rescue. She'll feed his brothers, dance every last one of them into submission, and stand in the sawdust beside him, but she won't trade one man's muscle for another's — not the enemy's, and not the possessive enforcer who's claiming her one slow two-step at a time.

As the body count rises and the threat closes in, Bayou and Roxanne discover that the most dangerous thing on the alignment isn't the man trying to silence the music. It's what happens when a woman who takes up all the space she wants meets a man who'd burn the world down to make sure she never stops.

Book 14 in the Mother Road Renegades MC series. Guaranteed HEA. No cliffhangers. No cheating.