Chapter 3
Annette blinked at Mars, then reared back a little. “How do you know what I deserve?”
The question came from out of nowhere.
Technically, she figured she deserved more than a high-up brother in an MC which was starting to foray into human trafficking… her mom would go apeshit if she even saw Mars’s bike, never mind the cut that came as part and parcel. But…
Dammit, this should have been all wrong, but it didn’t feel that way.
For the first time in months, the only time she’d found any peace was on the back of Mundo’s bike as they’d driven to the diner joint where she’d first ‘seen’ Mars. The instant she’d climbed off the hog, it had returned as she’d expected it to. Only interest in the story and what was going on had diminished it any.
Now, with Mars in front of her, looki
