Life was good. I'm Vice President of the Wild Hawks Motorcycle club, and I’ve only just turned thirty-one. I was supposed to have a few more years before I even thought about saddling myself with an old lady. Too bad fate, and my President, had other plans for me. Lena Allman was handed to me on a silver platter. She swept into the clubhouse in her pretty little tea dresses and into my bed in her matching lingerie, and I just can’t get enough of her.
When outside forces try to exploit this unconventional relationship, will these two complete opposites cling together? Or will they fall apart?