Chapter 11

Adrenaline coursed through Tyler as he took the Kentucky roads he loved at much higher speeds than was legal. This was it, why he loved to ride his bike. The feeling of the wind against his face, the sound of it rushing by his ears and running through his hair. The freedom of no one telling him where to go or what to do. Listening to common sense, he slowed down to take the turn that would lead him to Denise's neighborhood. The club had just successfully let the Vojnik steal their drug shipment. It had gone off without a hitch. It was time to let Meredith know what had taken place.

As he approached her duplex, he became breathless. The woman really was beautiful, but she was everything he'd always said he never wanted. Pulling into her driveway, he shut off his bike and swaggered up to the front door. Her car was in the drive, so he knew she was home. Before he could knock, she threw the door open.

"What the fuck is the matter with you?" she hissed, grabbing his cut and hauling him