Exquisite Redemption (Iron Horse MC Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
He agreed my ribs were bruised, and that they would hurt for a few days, then he offered me some painkillers but I declined. I could suck it up right now and would rather save them for when I really hurt. That left me with Hulk, a beautiful black man with massive slabs of muscle and kind green eyes. We were currently in his truck and he’d asked me a few gentle questions before I made it clear I really didn’t want to talk. After we drove for a bit while listening to some soft R&B, he said, “You’ll be staying here at the hotel until we can make sure the current shit show with the cops is handled. Pain in the fuckin’ ass.” “Do they bother you guys a lot?” His hands tightened on the wheel, thick silver rings gleaming on two of his fingers. “Not usually. We got an understandin’ with them of sorts. They leave us alone and we keep our territory free of street-corner pimps, drug dealers, and gangbangers.
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