Craving the Bad Boy

He’s big, dangerous, and completely obsessed with me.

Saxon isn’t the kind of guy you bring home to the folks–not that I have any. As the leader of the biker gang, “The Heartless Bastards,” he has fists like cannonballs, a dark past, a body covered in scars, and lips that whisper secrets I shouldn’t want to hear. When he sets his sights on something, he takes it. And now, he’s got his sights on me.

I should run. But he’d just catch me on his bike.

And when he growls my name, pins me down with his rough hands, and swears on his life that I belong to him…I know I’m already his.

Saxon doesn’t just want me. He needs me. And if I let him in, there’s no turning back. He’ll tear the whole world down just to keep me. And Lord help me…I might just let him.