Sledge

She grew her life from a dead lot. He'll tear down anyone who tries to salt the ground.

Lacey Dunn poured nine years of dirt-under-the-nails work into turning a bankrupt nursery on Tulsa's west side into the flower shop every family on the strip calls when it matters — weddings, funerals, the quiet graveside arrangements nobody else gets right. When she walks in on a professional heist in progress and locks eyes with the man running it, her shop, her name, and her life become a loose end a very dangerous man intends to close.

She doesn't need a bodyguard. But six-three of broken-toothed Renegade shows up anyway.

Sledge — Warlord of the Mother Road Renegades MC — has spent his whole life being a weapon. Point him at a problem, the problem stops. When a soft, fierce florist in rubber boots runs screaming into his territory with a killer on her heels, the man who never wanted anything for himself decides this woman, this shop, and this fight are his.

Lacey has conditions. She fights beside him, not behind him. She'll throw lime in a man's eyes and a clay pot at his head and then hold the Warlord's broken arm in her lap like it's something precious. She won't be tucked away or talked around — not by the threat closing in, and not by the man who's claiming her one possessive touch at a time.

As the body count rises and the enemy's noose tightens around the strip she built from nothing, Sledge and Lacey discover that the most dangerous thing on the Mother Road isn't the man in the suit who doesn't leave witnesses. It's what happens when a woman who grows things meets a man who breaks them — and they teach each other what to do with their hands.

Book 7 in the Mother Road Renegades MC series. Guaranteed HEA. No cliffhangers. No cheating.