Jen Murray needs a clear mind to deal with the tragedy that brought her into hiding. Unfortunately, a noisy new neighbor upsets the peaceful calm of her quiet lakeside cottage and sends her emotions into a tailspin.
Mitch Waverly is a cop with a mission: take down the notorious motorcycle gang he’d infiltrated and put them away for good. Except he didn’t anticipate the nosy woman next door, nor the effect she had to knock him off balance with nothing more than a smile.
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“I’m fed up! What do you think, Spooks? Should I go over and give the rider a piece of my mind? It’s early for his nightly trip; he’s probably going out again at his usual time.”
The small terrier-mix looked up. His amber melting gaze had won Jen’s heart and coerced her into choosing him from a pathetic batch of dogs. But his adoring watchfulness wasn’t calming her heart this night. Spooky appeared to know what she meant because he glanced toward the other cottage and plunked his gray curly-haired body on the top step. He wagged his tail at the prospect of excitement.
“Okay. Wait ’til I get a flashlight.”
Rather than take the road, Jen chose a shortcut through the trees. The brambles clawing at her arms irritated her further. At the back of the log structure, she rounded the tail end of the contraption causing such a flurry in her life. In the dim light from the cottage’s windows, she noticed the Harley-Davidson logo in relief across the gas tank. The red of the letters matched the fury between her temples. She stifled the urge to knock over the gleaming black machine.
Jen rapped three times on the front door, then stooped to push Spooky’s enthusiastic paws off her legs. The door jerked open to leave her staring at a pair of huge scuffed leather boots. She took her time straightening up to consider her best approach. By the time she confronted him, her face had heated as though she’d stood too close to steaming coals in a sauna. Her brain hissed a warning.