Bear is the President of The Wolves
Haisley is a small-town waitress
Bear lives for his MC
Haisley is barely living for herself
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Can he finally let his guard down and love or will he push her away and drink away the loneliness he feels deep within...
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Bear and Haisley put the rest of the bags in his truck. She walked to the front desk and handed over her keys. As much as that place was a dump, she would miss it. It was home.
Bear was leaning against the passenger door when she walked outside. She couldn't help but grin at the beautiful man that gave her a reason to live other than Balake.
She walked over with her head down slightly, trying to hide her grin.
"Don't hide that beautiful smile from me, gorgeous" he lifted her chin up slowly.
Haisley was speechless and all she could do was nod her head. She heard him groan softly as she bites her lip nervously.
"Don't do that, baby girl. That is gonna get you into so trouble" his tone wasn't harsh as if he was mad. He said it in a needy yet teasing tone.
Haisley covered her face with her tiny hands and giggled.
Bear shook his head before leaning down to kiss the crown of her head.
He opened her door and helped her up. She was so tiny compared to his so it was a little bit of a struggle for her to get in the truck.
