Mace

Mace was being framed for murder. The only problem was, he couldn’t prove that he was innocent. Maybe running from his life and his club wasn’t the best idea, but he didn’t know what else to do. He couldn’t drag the Road Reapers into his mess, and as the club’s Prez, he was sure that he was doing just that. Asking for help wasn’t something that Mace was good at, but finding his sexy new lawyer standing at his motel door was a nice surprise. He was sure that Brooke Reyner could get him off in more ways than one, but she made it very clear that she was there as his lawyer and nothing more. That was a shame, but Mace knew that if he wanted his life back, trusting Brooke might be his only option.

Brooke wasn’t accustomed to meeting potential clients at shady motels, but she was assured that the meeting was on the up and up. Finding the big, bad biker standing on the other side of the door nearly made her swoon, and damn it, she didn’t swoon—ever. Reminding him to keep his hands to himself would be a challenge, but she was usually up for those. It was a good thing too, because getting Mace off was going to be a major challenge and one that she wasn’t sure she was up for.