<p><i>I've waited years for her to grow up. Now it's time. I won't be gentle and I won't be kind. I'm taking what is mine.</i></p><p><b>Kaylie</b></p><p>Wherever I went I heard it: the sound of a purring motorcycle behind me. They never bothered me or said a word. But I knew they were there because of him. Devlin McRae the head of the local MC.</p><p>Being followed all the time like this was disconcerting. And lately the bikes had been getting closer less secretive more obvious. <i>What would I do if Devlin ever caught me?</i></p><p><b>Devlin</b></p><p>The first time I saw her she was too young.</p><p>I had to wait. I hated it but I'd promised her mother I would wait for her to grow up. The sweet little waitress from Mae's diner was going to be mine.</p><p>She just didn't know it yet.</p><p>Contains mature themes.</p>