Ironside

Will the older biker change his bachelor ways and tie the knot with the sweet, shy florist?

Lena
At thirty-two years old, I still have my V-card, and at this point, I’m convinced that will never change. After getting diagnosed with vaginismus, my love life became non-existent.
As a florist, I’m too busy to bother with romance anyway. My days are filled with flowers and I love every second of it.
Then he walks into my shop. Reuben “Ironside” Calhoun, Vice President of the local motorcycle club, The Reckless Order. With tattoo sleeves, wearing black leather and jeans, he’s a silver fox that catches my eye right away.
But there’s no chance that a sexy, experienced man like him would want anything to do with an awkward virgin like me.

Ironside
The first time I laid eyes on Lena Holbrook, owner and florist of The Bellflower, I was hooked. This delicate, elegant creature with flowers in her arms, dreamy green eyes, and strawberry blonde locks had completely captivated my attention.
But I’m a gruff, calloused biker nearly twenty years older than her. She’s all sweetness and shy glances. We’re total opposites in every sense of the word.
That doesn’t stop me from craving her so blindly, so desperately that I find myself drawn back to her, again and again, like a moth to the flame.
After fifty years of being a bachelor, I’ve finally found the woman I want to call my wife. Will she say yes? Or will she slip through my fingers, leaving me forever tortured by the one who got away?