Series: Riot MC Biloxi Series
Author: Karen Renee
Genre: MC Romance/Suspense
Release Date: March 7, 2023
A night with a vigilante biker wasnβt my wisest choice.I canβt resist the cocky motorcycle man, even though Block is old enough to be my father. He said he didnβt do commitments, which made it the perfect night of fun.
Except afterward, nobody else appeals to me.
Block shows up weeks later, and I break my one-time-only rule. I wonβt fall for his arrogant smile and burly, tattooed build. Itβs one last night to get him out of my system. Neither of us wants a relationship. Every wicked thing he does to me feels different - like it could be the real thing.
When a threat lands on my doorstep, one final night with Block becomes a three-day-weekend. He insists on helping me resolve my problems which only brings us closer together.
The day after our weekend together, I find out heβs my new boss.
Life always shoots me down and being with Block is no different.
Problem is, Block thinks we can be an exception.
I donβt want to be an exception. We should quit while we can.
If you love a sassy heroine, one-night-to-forever romance, and an alpha hero who sees what he wants and wonβt let go, then youβll love Blockβs Road.
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Uncle Mickβs eyes froze on me. βWhatβs going on?β
βWhy?β
βSomethingβs going on.β
βNothing is going on.β
He set a wine glass in front of me, nodded deeply, and poured a glass of red. βItβs like that.β
I smiled. βItβs not like anything, but Iβll always take a glass of red wine.β
His brows furrowed and he gave the wine glass a pointed look. βWho said this is for you?β
I laughed.
βAre you driving?β
βTook an Uber.β
His concerned tone held a hint of demand. βWhy would you do that?β
βMy carβs at the shop. Now, can I have my vino?β
βYou have boy troubles, yes?β
I fought an eye-roll. Block was all man. βNo.β
Auntie Stella swept back in from the kitchen with a smile on her face. As she came closer, her smile dimmed.
βWhatβs her problem?β She asked Uncle Mick rather than me.
Uncle Mickβs eyes cut to me with a look of regret. βSheβs got boy problems.β
βI donβt have boy problems.β
Uncle Mick looked at Stella and nodded. βBoy problems.β
Auntie Stella glanced between us. βSheβs never with a boy long enough to have problems.β
βExactly,β I said, snagging the glass of wine and sipping.
Auntie Stella closed the distance between us and leaned against the counter. βSpill.β
I set the glass down with a sigh. βI went to a Fourth of July partyββ
Uncle Mick spun around. βNo! Youβre not with a biker!β
I shook my head. βYou like Gamble.β
He turned his head, giving me side-eye. I didnβt know if it was his dark hair and dark eyes, or the amount of life heβd lived, but he did it so much better than anyone else I knew. βHeβs an exception. Only got room to make one exception around here.β
I laughed. βYouβre so full of it!β
He threw a dish towel over his shoulder. As he headed to the back, he said, βYou can do better. Kick this man to the curb.β
Auntie Stella shook her head. βIgnore him. Tell me all about it.β
I grinned and gave her the pertinent details. From Blockβs physical appearance to how insanely protective he was, and how it all imploded before it ever really began.
The bells on the front doors tinkled, but I kept my focus on Stella.
She glanced at the patrons and back to me. βSo, tell me more. This man rides a motorcycle, heβs stocky, has no hair, and striking blue eyesβ¦ does he also have beautifully-inked arms?β
My head tilted. βYeah, one of them is. Why?β
She nodded. βDonβt move, but he looks at you like youβre a work of art, my dear. Thatβs not something Iβd throw away because of your job.β
βI got bills, Auntie Stella.β
Her stern expression made me brace. βJobs come and go, Heidi. Love is different β especially good love. The right love for you. No matter what my stubborn mule of a husband says, heβd tell you to hang onto this man, too. Especially if he saw what I just did.β
I shook my head. βItβs entirely too soon for the l-word. However heβs looking at me, itβs lust, not love.β
She smiled coyly. βOr better yet, itβs both.β
βWhy?β
βSomethingβs going on.β
βNothing is going on.β
He set a wine glass in front of me, nodded deeply, and poured a glass of red. βItβs like that.β
I smiled. βItβs not like anything, but Iβll always take a glass of red wine.β
His brows furrowed and he gave the wine glass a pointed look. βWho said this is for you?β
I laughed.
βAre you driving?β
βTook an Uber.β
His concerned tone held a hint of demand. βWhy would you do that?β
βMy carβs at the shop. Now, can I have my vino?β
βYou have boy troubles, yes?β
I fought an eye-roll. Block was all man. βNo.β
Auntie Stella swept back in from the kitchen with a smile on her face. As she came closer, her smile dimmed.
βWhatβs her problem?β She asked Uncle Mick rather than me.
Uncle Mickβs eyes cut to me with a look of regret. βSheβs got boy problems.β
βI donβt have boy problems.β
Uncle Mick looked at Stella and nodded. βBoy problems.β
Auntie Stella glanced between us. βSheβs never with a boy long enough to have problems.β
βExactly,β I said, snagging the glass of wine and sipping.
Auntie Stella closed the distance between us and leaned against the counter. βSpill.β
I set the glass down with a sigh. βI went to a Fourth of July partyββ
Uncle Mick spun around. βNo! Youβre not with a biker!β
I shook my head. βYou like Gamble.β
He turned his head, giving me side-eye. I didnβt know if it was his dark hair and dark eyes, or the amount of life heβd lived, but he did it so much better than anyone else I knew. βHeβs an exception. Only got room to make one exception around here.β
I laughed. βYouβre so full of it!β
He threw a dish towel over his shoulder. As he headed to the back, he said, βYou can do better. Kick this man to the curb.β
Auntie Stella shook her head. βIgnore him. Tell me all about it.β
I grinned and gave her the pertinent details. From Blockβs physical appearance to how insanely protective he was, and how it all imploded before it ever really began.
The bells on the front doors tinkled, but I kept my focus on Stella.
She glanced at the patrons and back to me. βSo, tell me more. This man rides a motorcycle, heβs stocky, has no hair, and striking blue eyesβ¦ does he also have beautifully-inked arms?β
My head tilted. βYeah, one of them is. Why?β
She nodded. βDonβt move, but he looks at you like youβre a work of art, my dear. Thatβs not something Iβd throw away because of your job.β
βI got bills, Auntie Stella.β
Her stern expression made me brace. βJobs come and go, Heidi. Love is different β especially good love. The right love for you. No matter what my stubborn mule of a husband says, heβd tell you to hang onto this man, too. Especially if he saw what I just did.β
I shook my head. βItβs entirely too soon for the l-word. However heβs looking at me, itβs lust, not love.β
She smiled coyly. βOr better yet, itβs both.β
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Karen Renee is the author of the Riot Motorcycle Club, Beta, and O-Town series of books. She once crunched Nielsen ratings data but these days she brings her imagination to life by writing books. She has wanted to be a writer since she was very young, but it's taken the last twenty plus years for her to amass enough courage and overall life experience to bring that dream to life. Some of those life experiences came from the wonderful world of advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a proud wife and mother, and a Jacksonville native. When she's not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.
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