Deliciously Damaged (Reckless Bastards MC 3)

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I leaned across the desk and kissed her softly. “Hello Mrs. Brighton.”

She smiled at the playful use of her married name and dropped a meaningful gaze down at the sizable emerald ring on her left hand. She’d insisted on an emerald, not a diamond, and so I’d made it my mission to find her the most exquisite emerald money could buy.

We’d married two months before, aboard a luxury yacht, with breathtaking views of the California coast and surrounded by all of our closest friends and family. There hadn’t been a dry eye in the entire room.

The best part of the whole day was watching my beautiful bride walk down the aisle…

…on her daddy’s arm.

~ THE END ~

Wonderfully Wicked

Reckless Bastards MC

By USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author

KB Winters

Published By: BookBoyfriends Publishing LLC

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Chapter 1

Rocky

“Tell me what he said, Kody.” I stood inside the kitchenette in my small San Diego apartment, wrapping a bag of green beans around a towel for my friend Kody. Who had a black eye, courtesy of my ex-boyfriend’s goons. It’d been two years since I made my escape from the concrete playground of Los Angeles and headed for blue skies and rich tourists in San Diego, but suddenly Genesis and his men were back in my life.

“It’s not a big deal, Rocky.”

“Tell me or I’m putting these veggies back in the fridge.”

“You’re so damn stubborn, Rocky. Fine, they told me to stay the fuck away from Rochelle. And then bam right in the left eye. And the stomach. No big deal,” he groaned.

Those fuckers! It was Big Boy and Navajo, it had to be. I’d seen them around for the past couple of months, just watching me. Always watching with those smug damn smirks on their stupid faces. They’d kept their distance after Dallas had threatened their dicks but only for a while. “Shit, I’m sorry Kody. I should have guessed they wouldn’t stop.”

“You mean slashing your tires?”

“You knew?” They’d cost me a pretty penny, slashing all four tires just to inconvenience me. I think they thought I’d get scared and go running back to him. I didn’t.

“Of course, I knew. You’re the cheapest person I know and suddenly you have brand new tires on your ten-year-old car. I did the math. And I know about the break in too.”

Shit. “They’re just trying to scare me so I’ll go back to LA.”

“Will you?” A groan came from the living room and I figured he must’ve tried to move again.

“Not unless they kidnap me.” Which was probably plan C or D on the list of ways to get me to come back. A bell chimed and I froze, suddenly remembering what I’d been doing before Kody knocked on my door. “Shit!” I ran into the living room, tossing the towel wrapped beans at Kody as I raced to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. My heart beat so loud and hard it was all I could hear as I leaned against the door. There were five plastic applicators sitting on the counter beside my toothbrush and soap dispenser.

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