He knows what he wants…
Dixon Rothchild once led soldiers on the front lines. Now he’s living the high life in the room over his parents’ garage while tinkering with motors day and night. What he craves is a brotherhood.
Then one night he lends a hand to the tough and savvy bar owner by cleaning some riff-raff off her barstools…and in that moment realizes there’s something to fight for right here in his hometown. So the Dark Falcons Motorcycle Club is born.
There’s no stopping this attraction…
Fiona’s taken men like Dixon Rothchild for a test drive before, and the last thing she wants—or needs—is another overly muscled gearhead who likes to show off by using his fists.
He’s also the type she falls for…every…damn…time.