Shocked at the absolute command in his voice, she obeyed. Jo backed right up, watched Zeke stride across the bar on those long legs, heading straight into the trouble. He actually looked like a man who was pretty comfortable throwing himself into a fight with a bunch of MC members, and that froze her up somewhere inside, really gave her pause.
Because who was this guy anyway, really? Oh sure, she’d been enjoying the flirting and attention, entertained a few filthy fantasies for her deprived little body in her depraved little mind… but she’d seen enough brutality in a single man to suffice a lifetime. And if this man had a love for hurt, a passion for violence, a single-minded desire to throw himself headlong into a bar fight, then Jo was perfectly happy to pack it in this minute, wait for
