sure he doesn’t scare too many away,” Cam says, smirking. I’m so grateful to have her working here with me—she’s become such a good friend to me, and we’ve bonded over our grief from losing Billie.
I’m truly surrounded by some amazing people.
“At least no customers will be rude when he’s around,” I joke.
Cam wraps her arm around me. “Change is hard, isn’t it? It’s going to suck here without Crow. I’ve never not worked with him.”
“Tell me about it, but at least we have each other.”
Her blue eyes smile at me. “Exactly. We’ve got this.”
And we do.
With everything that has happened, I’ve learned one thing, and that’s that I’m strong.
Resilient.
Crow pulls me into a hug and kisses my forehead. When he touches me, and kisses me, I can feel the love pouring out of him.
He loves me with all that he has, and I love him back in every way I know how.
I was made to be right here—Crow’s woman and Quinn’s mommy—and everything that comes along with that.
And with him at my side, I will always come out on top.
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Acknowledgments
A big thank-you to Carina Press for working with me on this new series!
Thank you to Kimberly Brower, my amazing agent, for having my back in all things. We make a great team, always have and always will.
Brenda Travers—Thank you so much for all that you do to help promote me. I am so grateful. You go above and beyond and I appreciate you so much.
Tenielle—Baby sister, I don’t know where I’d be without you. Thanks for all you do for me and the boys, we all adore you and appreciate you. I might be older, but you inspire me every day. When I grow up, I want to be like you.
Christian—Thank you for always being there for me, and for accepting me just the way I am. I always tell you how lucky you are to have me in your life, but the truth is I’m pretty damn lucky myself. I appreciate all you do for me and the boys. I love you.
To my three sons, my biggest supporters, thank you for being so understanding, loving and helpful. I’m so proud of the men you are all slowly becoming, and I love you all so very much. I hope that watching me work hard every day and following my dreams inspires you all to do the same. Nothing makes me happier than being your Mama.
And Chookie—No, I love you more.
And to my readers, thank you for loving my words. I hope this book is no exception.
About the Author
New York Times, Amazon and USA Today bestselling author Chantal Fernando is thirty-three years old and lives in Western Australia.
Lover of all things romance, Chantal is the author of the bestselling books Dragon’s Lair, Maybe This Time and many more.
When not reading, writing or daydreaming, she can be found enjoying life with her three sons and family.
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New York Times bestselling author of the Knights of Fury MC series Chantal Fernando is back with her most complicated hero yet. He may be the epitome of cool, but this MC President isn’t called Temper for nothing...
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Temper
“That man keeps staring at you,” Sierra says under her breath, eyes on the cash register. “He’s kind of sexy, in an ‘I don’t know if I’m going to give you the best orgasm of your life or kill you in your sleep’ kind of way.”
I don’t bother looking up, because I already know exactly who she’s talking about. Temper, President of the Knights of Fury MC, has been coming into our family-owned bar, Franks, for several years now. He’s not a regular—in fact, the MC only passes through maybe once or twice a year—but he’s not someone that’s easily forgotten.
The last time he was here, he told me that he was now the president because his Prez had died, and he practically cried as he said it. When he asked me out, like he always does each time he is here, I almost caved.
Almost.
“Abbie,” Sierra growls. “Pay attention, he’s coming over here.”
I glance up just as he stands in front of the