A shot of self-preservation injected into their bloodstreams. Proof of it was in the way every person had shifted. My father had always said respect wasn’t earned, it was taken.Īs much as I’d despised the pig, he’d at least had that one thing right. Every eye compelled to look my direction. Like every person there had taken note of my presence. “Way I like it,” I said, gaze sweeping the faces of those who’d turned to stare at me. “So far, Sir,” Kult responded, his burly frame forever on guard. Stamping out my cigarette with the toe of my boot, I scanned the scene. Kult was a bouncer who’d been working for me for the last four years. “Kult,” I returned as I came up beside him. Lawson.” Kult dipped his head as I approached.Īwareness rustled through the bodies standing at the door to get inside as I advanced on the crowd. I lit a smoke and strode for the entrance, my boots crunching on the loose gravel as I went. The glow of club lights and the sound of heavy music seeped through the thick block walls. Killing the rumbling engine, I kicked the stand and swung off. I stopped at the front and planted my boots on the ground so I could roll my bike back. Against it, the neon lights gleamed and glowed from the two-story building like beacons of debauchery, flashing over the slew of cars and bikes lined in a row near the entrance. The sky above was nothing but a blanket of black. It was just before ten when I eased my bike into the packed parking lot at the front of the club.ĭarkness had long descended on the small city of Redemption Hills, California. One night, and we’re falling fast.ĭragging her into my sordid world is wrong. One touch, and we’re aching for what we can’t have. When I discover his adorable son is also in my kindergarten class, I know I have to keep my distance.īut neither of us can ignore the attraction that flames. He's also an arrogant jerk who happens to be my new boss.

So wickedly gorgeous he makes my knees weak. Trent Lawson is the last man I should want. There's nothing but sweetness dripping from her sexy little body, and I'm the monster who's salivating to get a taste. A girl like her didn't belong in a place like this. Jackson comes a single-dad, enemies-to-lovers stand-alone romance about a jaded club owner and his son’s teacher…Įden Murphy came into my club looking to make some extra cash. From NYT and USA Today bestselling author A.L.

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