Grace’s POV
“We’ll get them through your brother, Carlson,” Prez stated – as if he’d already thought this through. Hell, he probably had but didn’t act on it because he didn’t want me in any kind of danger.
I shivered, just thinking about the hard, possessive kiss earlier. He kissed me as if he needed me more than his next breath. I didn’t know you could love someone as deeply and completely as I loved my big, bad biker. He gave me that teenage, butterfly-in-your-belly feeling that I never thought I would experience when I got to my age. Made me smile like a goofy fool and laugh uncontrollably without feeling ashamed of it.
He made me feel like being me was enough…
“You need to call him and draw him out somewhere where we easily can access him,” Prez continued, looking at Steel, who se
