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232 pages, Paperback
Published February 25, 2021
And so was I because Holly did cook, five—sometimes six nights a week—until the dinners got cold on the stove and I stopped coming home.
There used to be a time in our lives when all Holly had to do was shoot me that look and seconds later we were both naked, fucking on the kitchen floor like our lives depended on it.
“She sure was,” she hisses. “She said give a man a blow job he’ll never forget, and he won’t ever cheat.” I flinch.
“Bullshit,” she says. “I invited you over last Sunday, but you were ‘too busy’,” she continues, walking the tray over to the table. She sets it down and fiddles with the silverware, eyeing me from across the room. “What was it this time? A blonde or a brunette?”
Six years ago, the knife of regret cut real deep when Holly remarried and it fucking severed an artery four years later when she gave birth to his son.
I gave up my woman and a damn good man came and claimed her for himself. He didn’t ignore her. He didn’t make her cry. He didn’t reach for something else because he knew he already had the best in his arms. He appreciated everything I took for granted.
Why wasn’t I enough for him? Why couldn’t he love me the way Colt does?
Maverick loved his club more than he ever loved me.
I suppose that’s why it hurts so much. I can love Colt until the day I die, but my soul will never belong to him. It will always find Maverick.
Cherry is no stranger to the clubhouse. Hell, she’s taken so much cock she deserves a fucking patch.
“Vivi is here too,” Hawk reveals. At the mention of my on-again off-again piece of ass, I peel my eyes away from Ink and Cherry and meet his gaze.
Tonight won’t be the first time I sink my dick inside her pussy while imagining it’s Holly’s and it sure as hell won’t be the last.
We’ve been doing the same fucking dance since way before the ink dried on my divorce papers.
“Still dipping your dick in that rachet pussy, Mav, huh?” she sneers, her eyes full of fury.
“Yeah, I did,” Holly confirms. “And she was just as pleasant as she was when I first caught her in bed with my husband.”
She’s been avoiding the clubhouse like the fucking plague ever since she found me in bed with Vivi the day after she served me divorce papers.
Then I turn to the bitch who I found in bed with my husband eight years ago.