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At Captivate Me the final book in the Ravage MC Series.
Lust, love, and second chances.
Growing up in the fast-paced and rough life of a motorcycle
club wasn’t easy. Cleaning up the mess his father had made of Vipers Creed
meant sacrifice. Cade ‘Spook’ Baker had given up everything to bring the club
life back to what it was supposed to be: a family.
The choices he made were not what he wanted, but they were
necessary for the club as a whole.
Second chances rarely came to Spook, so when his Trixie
walked boldly into his clubhouse, the decision was made. Trixie would once
again be his, this time for good.
Trix Lamasters was raised by a master—a master con. All
grown up, she made her life solid by making it about her club, Sirens. But one
bad business decision brought her to her knees, forcing her to call on the one
person she had sworn she would never trust again.
Pasts have a way of not staying there. Things that were
buried deep have a way of finding themselves in the light of a new day. Could
something that had once crashed and burned for Spook and Trixie find a way out
of the wreckage? With the odds against them, can they find a way to overcome
the challenges, or will it all blow up in their faces?
**Due to content,
mature audiences only.**
Cover Design: Pink Ink Designs
Photographer: Eric Battershell
Model: Stefan Northfield
Spook
I
woke to a very cold bed. My hand reached out, touching nothing. I listened, but
I didn’t hear a sound. It surprised me. I usually slept lightly, never knowing
when I needed to be on guard. Something about being in bed with her, having her
cuddled up to me, had me sleeping like a fucking log.
Rolling
out of bed, I grabbed my pants and shirt, throwing them on along with my cut,
socks, and boots. I walked down the hall of the little ranch house.
“Trixie?”
I called into the nothingness.
I
looked through the house, but she was nowhere. The little minx jumped out on
me.
A
piece of paper on the table had a large scrawl on it.
Spook,
I
had shit to do. Lock the bottom lock when you leave. Please don’t come back.
I
chuckled. Woman had no fucking clue who she was dealing with. Oh, I’d be back …
tonight or this afternoon. I hadn’t decided yet.
**
Trix
“You
get anywhere with Cade?” Jett, my assistant asked as she plopped down in the
chair in front of my desk. She had a
beauty that pulled everyone in and curves that made me insanely jealous. Her
long, dark hair laid pencil straight, and her eyes were a blue that looked
almost gray in different lights.
My
stomach fell at her question, reminding me of last night. I couldn’t believe I
fucking slept with him. Not just fucked him, but showered with him, fell asleep
with him … woke up in his damn arms. Sneaky
bastard.
I
could still feel him between my legs. Hell, I even had phantom feelings of him
inside of me. He’d had a lot of practice. I knew he had because I had heard all
about it. And I wasn’t any better than one of those paid hookers.
Fucking moron. My reasons had sucked before. They
meant shit now.
I
wanted to pass off the night as being just another booty call, a way to fuck
each other out of our systems, but both were a flat out lie. Last night was so
much more than anything Taylor, or any of my other weak-ass booty calls, and I
had ever been.
The
rawness in his eyes captivated me. God, his eyes … I could see so much more in
them last night. More than I’d ever thought I would see. But I was just fooling
myself. I wouldn’t go back fifteen years to fall for the bad boy again, just to
get my heart smashed all over again.
Mortification
didn’t even cut it when it came to describing how I felt. Weak. Pathetic. I
gave in, letting him have that power over me with his smooth talking and
fantastic bed skills. Plus, he had
looked sexy as hell in his leather and jeans. To see him on a motorcycle, too,
was just a recipe for disaster. And I had just spread my legs, begging for him
to give it to me. Dammit.
Although
I was dead serious in the note I left him this morning, it felt really odd to
leave it for him in my own house. Nevertheless, I couldn’t stay and deal with
the morning after shit. One look and I would have let him inside my body again.
I would have let him take me over and over until I really couldn’t walk. Now
that I knew how much he had grown, let alone changed in the bedroom, it would
be more difficult than ever to say no to him.
I
had to remember Cade crushed me. My first love left me to pick up the pieces of
my torn heart. I couldn’t go back to the me from that time.
“He
doesn’t know if Nanette is there.” I decided to leave out the whole him fucking
my brains out bit. I wouldn’t open up that can of worms. I told Jett all about
Cade one night after way too many shots of tequila. Regardless, the less people
who knew about the now, the better.
Ryan
Michele has a huge obsession with reading, which only came to life after her
best friend said she had to read Twilight. After reading that series, her
entire world changed in the blink of an eye. Not only was she sucked into new
worlds and all of the wonderful words authors put down on paper, she felt the
urge to begin to write down the characters that played inside of her head. In
doing so, Safe was born. Then Wanting You and the Ravage MC series.
When
she's not reading or writing, she spends time taking care of her two children
and her husband, enjoying the outdoors and laying in the sun.
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