I had no idea how Daniel and Eva King did it. If I lived in a house as nice as theirs, I would never allow five, let alone fifty drunken bikers inside it. The noise was deafening. People yelled to make themselves heard over the music. Between their shouting, the random bursts of raucous laughter, and some idiot gunning a…
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I followed Katherine out of the police station, fighting back the urge to shiver. It was like an icebox in there. As if facing down cops wasn’t bad enough without the bonus discomfort of being covered head-to-toe in goosebumps. I paused just outside the door and let the Texas heat wrap around me like a blanket. The sun sat low…
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The engine of the mustang rumbled to life as Jakob pulled out of my parking lot. I turned toward him in my seat. “Is there something going on between you and Daniel King?” “What do you mean?” he asked. “Is there a rift between you two?” He shook his head. “No. Why?” I stared at him. Seriously? “Gee, I don’t…
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All thoughts of sex fled from my mind the second we walked through my door. There was no way Jakob could have fucked me on the floor right now because it was covered in glass. I lifted my head and stared in horror at the wreck of my apartment. I was only gone a couple of hours. That didn’t seem…
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The Kings surrounded my car as we drove, five ahead, and five behind, both sets formed into a phalanx pattern like they were ready to face down an enemy charge. Jakob led the way. I thought we’d stick close to town, near the center of King territory, but as we wound our way out of Kearny and started gaining altitude…
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