Descrip­tions

Some things in life were inevitable; death, taxes, and lying, whoremongering men.

One woman would never be enough for one man.

So I traded in men for a Harley.

Nothing beats that kind of power between my legs.

Then I blinked.

And he was there.

Some things in life were inevitable; death, taxes, and badge bunnies willing to hop into my bed.

The only problem is I’m a one woman kind of man.

In my line of work, I’ve seen it all.

Nothing bothers me until I find a woman’s wrecked body.

When she blinked,

My world changed.

Forever doesn't come close to giving me enough of her.