by Brook Wilder
“I’m coming with you,” Aiden said, already leading the way to his car. His fingers danced around his pocket, but this time, he wasn’t feeling for his gun.
***
“Mom! We won!” Matt said, scampering over to Junie, who picked him up and spun him around. “Uncle Aiden, we won!” he squealed.
“Congrats, buddy!” he said, patting him on the back. Junie felt her phone vibrate in her pocket.
“Yello,” she said, cradling the phone to her ear.
“Hey,” Amy said. “What’s a good name for a chicken sandwich?”
“A chicken sandwich? What kind of chicken sandwich?” Junie asked, a flustered look on her face.
“A fried chicken sandwich!” Jon-Boy’s voice came through the other end. Soon enough he and Amy’s voices started to mingle and meld into each other; Junie held the phone at a distance from her ear.
“That for your franchise?” she asked.
“Yep,” Amy said, seemingly distracted. “Hey, Junie, I’ll call you back in a bit,” she continued, chuckling. Junie rolled her eyes and hung up.
“Those two make the best and worst business partners ever, I swear to God,” she said, turning to Aiden.
“Hey, buddy, I got mommy a present,” Aiden said, looking at Junie through the corner of his eye.
“What? What present?” she asked, tilting her head sideways. “I’ve been with you all morning, when did you buy me a present?” But Aiden didn’t say anything. He just felt his pockets for something, a box of some sort, and he kept it hidden in the palm of his hand before he suddenly got down on one knee.
Junie gasped.
“Junie, since I’ve known you, you’ve never left my side. From that night you found me scrunched up on the side of the road to the day you held me in your arms when I had lost all hope of living a better life, I’ve grown to love you more and more with each day. I’m not going to talk too much, because I know you don’t like that… but I want you to know that I love you, and would like to take care of you and Matty for as long as I live.”
Junie’s hand flew to her mouth. She heard a fluttering noise and, when she turned to look around, her eyes landed on a heart-shaped banner being rolled off the roof of a building. The parents formed a circle around her and Aiden; hands put together, occasional tears rolling down their cheeks. Junie felt a warmth radiate through her. The entire street was watching. Her stomach was tied up in knots, but in a good way, a way she had never experienced before. Aiden opened up the black velvet box and there lied a shimmering gem, white as the light of day.
“Junie,” Aiden said again, repositioning himself on his knee. “Will you marry me?”
THE END
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OTHER BOOKS BY BROOK WILDER
SHE’S THE NICE GIRL NEXT DOOR AND I’M A MONSTER WITH BLOOD ON MY HANDS.
My whole life, the Rebel Disciples MC was the only family I needed.
I had no time or patience for love.
But that was before she moved in next door.
At first, it was out of curiosity. But I quickly found out I couldn’t get her soft curves out of my head.
Couldn’t stop picturing her tiny body shuddering against mine.
Her delicate pale fingers on my body as her quiet moans whimper in my ear.
She heals people, I rip them apart.
We’re not supposed to be together.
But I’ve never let something like rules get between what I want.
What I want is her.
And I’ll destroy whatever is in my way to have her.
To keep her.
To make her mine.
***
HE RUINED MY LIFE, SO I RUINED HIS DAUGHTER.
I’m after the bastard who ruined my life.
But that was before I found out he had a daughter.
An innocent little girl ripe for me to ruin.
He might have ruined my life, but I’m going to ruin his daughter.
She got caught up in the wrong place at the wrong time.
But once she got involved, there was no way I’d risk letting her go.
At first it was just out of necessity.
But that was before I had a chance to take her in.
Before I could have a proper look.
After just like that, I was hooked.
I couldn’t get her out of my mind.
Couldn’t stop picturing her tiny body pinned against mine.
Her breath hot on my ear as she screamed my name.
And when I found out whose daughter she was…
There was no way anything or anyone could hold me back.
No way I could stop myself from having her.
From owning her.
From ruining her.
Again and again.
Night after night.
Until she forgets who she is.
Until I make her MINE.
I TOOK HER AS PAYMENT AND NOW SHE’S CARRYING MY BABY.
I came to collect the money owed to us, instead I took the next best thing.
His sister.
I had to keep my hands off her, but I couldn’t stop thinking about corrupting her.
Things were already complicated enough.
And that was before I put a baby in her.
I was the head of my club—the Satan’s Knights MC—and she was just a waitress working for her degree when her deadbeat brother gave her to us as payment.
She looked like she belonged in my world from the way she came in.
She had no idea what kind of world she was left in.
I was supposed to protect her.
I was supposed to keep my hands off her, but I took her instead.
Took her, used her, made her forget who and where she is.
Until the baby changed everything.
My enemies are willing to hurt her to get to me.
I’d like to see them try.
Hannah is mine.
And I’ll bury every person who lays a finger on her.
No matter how long it takes.
They went after my family, and she helped.
I’m going to make them all pay, starting with her.
And once I have her in my hands…
I’m going to use her, ruin her, and make her do whatever I tell her to do.
We lived in a world that had no rules but agreed that family was always off-limits.
Until my enemies broke that agreement and came after me and mine.
I just never thought someone like her could be involved.
She seemed so innocent and wholesome.
But fool me once… and there’s hell to pay.
I thought I had it under control.
But one look at her tight body leaves me with nothing but ideas.
Ideas of how I’m going to use her.
How I’m going to ruin her.
How I’m going to make her do whatever I tell her to do.
Whatever it takes for me to put my family back together.
And once I’m done, I’ll leash her and never let her go.
They’re framing me for a crime I didn’t commit.
She’s the only one who can get me off.
But one look at her, and staying innocent is the last thing on my mind
There’s a simple code in my world: No snitching. That means I don’t talk—not to law, not to lawyers, and definitely not some fresh-out-of-school public defendant.
I was ready to do my time when Olivia threatened my family.
She thought she could use that to get to me.
She didn’t realize that she’d crossed a line.
Now I’m going to teach her the consequences of crossing lines in my world.
One night after the next until she gets me off.
***
He’ll strip everything from me, and he’s just getting started.
It was supposed to be a simple delivery—until he forced
me off the road, held me up, and told me he was taking whatever he wanted.
I want to say that I resisted.
I want to say that I put up the good fight.
I want to say that I never saw him again.
But none of that would be the truth.
ELLE
I’ve always kept to the straight path and done the right thing. The last thing I expected was to get mixed up with the Dirty Cruisers MC.
The last thing I expected was Cooper “Honey” Delaney.
He took what he wanted. I’ll never forget the way he kissed me. Like he couldn’t get enough, like he never wanted to stop, like he never wanted to let me go.
I’d been so lost to him, so lost to my own desire that it scared me.
I should’ve known better. I thought I was in control.
But in that moment, I’d been wild and reckless and foolish.
Then it ended, and I did the only thing my instincts told me to do:
Run.
Because I knew that if I stayed there with him…
I would’ve given him everything.
HONEY
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for my club, the Dirty Cruisers MC.
Nothing—until Elle Watson.
She’s right to stay away. I was bad news, and she’s the kind of girl who’s so good that you think she’d break if you looked at her wrong.
But when the traitors that tried to destroy my club put her in their cross-hairs, I had to act quick to save her.
And once I save her, I have no intentions of ever letting her go.
I never expected to put a baby in her belly.
I was looking for someone to ruin—someone to corrupt, and Della Hicks had everything I wanted—everything I needed.
Her good girl act can’t hide the curves underneath.
Curves screaming to be caressed, squeezed, and tamed.
I wanted to see how far I could push her.
How badly I could corrupt her.
The baby changed everything.
Now, some other bastard thinks that Della belongs to him.
And he’ll do whatever it takes to take her away from me.
What he doesn't realize is this:
Della is mine.
And I won't ever give her up.
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