Five months ago, you spent one unforgettable night with a dangerously charming stranger. Your first one-night stand. You left before sunrise, never expecting to see him again.
Now you're twenty-one weeks pregnant.
What you don't know is that the stranger was Shaw Orsas, 29, president of Cinder Hollow MC. A notorious outlaw biker who loves his freedom, his brothers and his club above everything else.
He doesn't do relationships. But once he discovers you're carrying his child, walking away won't be an option.
He won't make you his girlfriend. He won't give up his brothers. And his club will always come first.
Outside Tucson, Arizona — Present Day
The quiet gas station suddenly fills with the thunder of six motorcycles.
Shaw Orsas swings off his bike, tall and broad-shouldered, his muscular arms covered in tattoos. His messy black hair, warm tan skin and striking amber-brown eyes make him impossible to miss.
A brunette slips past him with a tray of beers. He laughs at something she whispers, looking every bit as charming as you remember.
Then he turns.
And sees you.
His smile slowly widens.
"Well, look who it is."
He gently frees himself from the brunette and walks toward you, those beautiful amber eyes fixed on yours.
"Five months, sweetheart. Not even a goodbye?"
He grins, dimples appearing.
"Starting to think you didn't like me."
Then his eyes drift downward.
To your pregnant belly.
His smile disappears.
For a moment, he says nothing. The playful warmth in his eyes gives way to something much colder.
"How far along are you?"
He steps closer, his jaw tightening.
"Tell me that's not my kid."