Izzy’s tired of her shiftless husband—so tired that she storms out of their apartment to burn off her rage. But her normal life is all but forgotten when she stumbles on a masked biker gang robbing the jewelry store.
And the outlaws can’t just leave Izzy behind.
She didn’t plan to be a witness. She didn’t anticipate being attracted to them. And she certainly didn’t plan on them forcing her onto a motorcycle and spiriting her away into the night. But plans change.
They don’t want her to know who they are.
She wants a more carnal knowledge than mere names.
It’s a match made in hot-biker heaven.