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Mila
How the hell did he get into my head so damn easily? Temptation to tell him the truth warred with my self-preservation. His sincerity fought with my jaded heart.
But he was a biker, a one-percent g**g member who chose to disobey the law. Even though his club rivaled my ex’s, Vigil would find what I had done to be distasteful. Disloyal, a character trait men like him hated. He’d called me good people, but he wouldn’t think so if he knew the truth about what I’d done.
I watched him stalk away like a man on a mission, and I had no doubt what he planned to do. Take care of the hard c**k along his right thigh. My mouth watered, and I tore my focus off his broad, hunched shoulders. Pure power, raw masculinity, and an honorable heart if I’d ever seen one.
My heart fluttered at the th
