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Author: Fiona Davenport








“I hate the fucking cold,” Cash grumbled as we stomped up to the door of a big, fancy ski cabin and shook the snow off our boots.

He’d been a riot of fucking fun since we left the Silver Saints MC compound. I didn’t blame him for being in a shit mood, though. We’d basically been relegated to babysitting duty. Not exactly the kind of assignment you would expect for an MC Tail Gunner and a world-class hacker.

But our prez, Mac, had ordered us to go to Aspen and retrieve Karina. Our brother, Knight, wanted protection for his old lady’s sister since there was shit goin’ down with her family. The fool had refused to come to us on her own, so here we were, trudging through the fucking snow on Christmas Eve to pick up the stubborn-ass girl. Although we usually sent a prospect to do this, I couldn’t blame Knight for wanting patched-in brothers to handle the girl’s safe transport.

Still, Cash’s mood was grumpier than usual. He raised his fist and pounded against the wood door. I sighed and reached across his front to press the doorbell. “Gonna scare her off if you don’t stop acting like a hungry grizzly,” I muttered.

Before he could reply, the door swung open to reveal a pixie with long blond hair, big blue eyes, and a curvy body that I could see other guys drooling over. I hadn’t had an interest in women for a while, and this chick didn’t inspire a reaction in my body either, but judging by how Cash had suddenly gone still, it was a good bet the same wasn’t true for him.

“Damn,” I breathed. Cash’s hand shot out and shoved me off the porch into a large snowdrift. “Oomph! Shit!” I stumbled but managed not to fall on my ass. When I found my balance, I glanced back and forth between Karina and Cash and almost laughed. He looked like he’d been struck by lightning.

Another fallen brother. I didn’t know what it was about this MC, but the guys all seemed to fall for their women in the blink of an eye. I’d scoffed about it at first, but they were all sickeningly happy, so what the fuck did I know?

Plus, the girl—who I assumed was Karina, considering how much she looked like Knight’s only lady, Kiara—was looking at Cash all dreamy-eyed and shit.

“Hi,” she said softly, her lips curving into a flirty smile.

“Hey,” Cash responded, his tone gruff.

I rolled my eyes at his back. What did I say about the hungry grizzly?

Disappointment filled her features, and I almost stepped in so Cash would send her running. But he spoke again before I got the chance.

“You Karina?”

She cocked her head to the side and studied Cash with a wary expression. “Yes.”

“Cash.” He tilted his head toward me. “Grey.”

Her brow furrowed a little, looking confused as well as anxious.

“We’re Silver Saints.”

Karina’s whole body stiffened, and anger took over her features. I almost grinned at the fire in her eyes. Cash was gonna have his hands full with this one.

“I’m not going with you,” she snapped.

“It’s cold as fuck out here, sunshine. How about we talk inside?” Cash grunted.

“We can talk here,” she insisted, raising her chin to a stubborn angle.

Despite her determined tone, she shivered. Cash obviously noticed it too because he grabbed her around the waist, ignored her gasp, and lifted her out of our way so we could walk into the cabin.

Once inside, I ambled over to one of the sofas in the open living room and plopped down on it to watch the sparks flying between the couple. They argued about her coming with us. Cash didn’t want to explain, and Karina refused to budge until she had answers. Finally, she whipped around, stomped into another room, and slammed the door. The click of the lock practically echoed in the silence.

“Damn,” I said again, staring at the locked door and trying not to laugh. “She’s got some fire.”

“Mine,” Cash snapped.

I raised an eyebrow at the level of possessiveness in that one word. Not that I was surprised with how the rest of our club brothers acted around their women. “I figured.”

Just then, the knob on the front door jiggled. In seconds, Cash and I were in front of the hard surface, guns drawn and ready to take on any danger behind it.

When the door swung open, it was my turn to be knocked on my ass. Yeah, I was gonna eat crow for the shit I’d given the guys over being taken down by love in an instant. Apparently, my libido had been dormant, not gone, because it roared to life.

A girl—who didn’t look any older than Karina—stood on the porch holding skis and covered in a light dusting of snow. Her hair was the color of dark honey and pulled back in a tight ponytail with goggles perched on the top of her head. Her emerald-green eyes were rimmed with thick lashes, her nose pert, and her plush lips were perfect for being wrapped around my dick. She was tall, though still at least a half foot shorter than my six-foot three-inch height. I was also willing to bet that under her ski suit was a toned, athletic body.

Cash’s woman had nothing on mine. Not that I would say it out loud when he was standing next to me with a gun.

I was mesmerized by her bright smile, but it died the moment she spotted the weapons in our hands. I felt frustrated at the loss and determined to see it again.

“Who are you?” she screeched, dropping her equipment and rushing inside. “Where’s Karina? What have you done? I’m calling the police!”

I instantly came up with a million reasons to justify what I did next. It would be harder to convince Karina to leave with her friend causing a ruckus. Staying there would put her friend in danger too. We couldn’t have her causing problems by calling the authorities or anything like that.

But the truth was much simpler. She was mine, and I was taking her.

I stalked over and wrapped my hands around her waist before tossing her over my shoulder—careful not to hurt her. “I’ll take care of this,” I growled as I spun around and made my way back to the entrance.

“Put me down, you big thug!” my girl yelled at me, kicking her feet and banging on my back with her fists. “I’m not going with you! Put me down!”

I ignored her and continued outside, slamming the front door behind me.

She kept fighting me all the way to the rented SUV. From my research, I knew this was the car Karina’s mother had rented, but I’d hack in and change the reservation later.

When a fist connected with my kidney, I winced and lightly slapped my girl’s firm ass. She froze and gasped, then struggled even more. “Baby, stop,” I sighed. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”

To my surprise, she calmed down when I spoke, although she didn’t stop protesting.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” I assured her as I opened the back door and flipped the child lock before gently setting her on the seat. She sucked in a fast breath when I leaned over to buckle her seat belt, and I swallowed a smirk. I wasn’t the only one affected by the chemistry sizzling between us.

She tried to unbuckle, but I shut her door before she could get it unlatched. I slid into the driver’s seat, and she screamed in frustration when she realized she had no way out.




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