Sequel of The Truck Driver. The story continues with Tank and Kayla as they navigates life with their newborn baby TJ and planning their upcoming wedding.

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

"Please, baby... I only got a taste. I 𝓝𝓮𝓮𝓭 more." ♧👻♧

Skyla Harris ran as far away as she could from Lockhart Texas. She hated her hometown, she liked to think outside of the box. When she falls on hard times she has no choice but to return home to that ranch she promised she'll never go back to. Andrew Mcintyre is a cold, ruthless cowboy. After being abandoned by his family, he was adopted by the Mcintyre's. The richest family in Texas, owning the largest ranch in Lockhart. When his adoptive father falls ill it's time for him to step up and take over. When he runs into his old friend things change...what could happen? Buckle up.

Y'all read Kane and Naomi's story... now it's time for Zari and Blaze. She's the fun, party loving best friend. He's the quiet, dangerous kingpin. The spark between them has been burning since day one Zari swore she'd never fall, and Blaze swore she was already his. But Blaze doesn't believe in one woman love. When Wynter a cool, ambitious beauty with her own hustle steps into the picture, Zari finds herself caught in a game she swore she'd never play. Three lives. One temptation too strong to resist. And a love triangle that might just break them... or bind them tighter than ever.

"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘢, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘳." 𝖠𝖯𝖱𝖨𝖫 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 － 𝖠𝖴𝖦𝖴𝖲𝖳 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥

"You really think I'm out here giving this dick to anybody else, beautiful?" She swallowed, watching my hands go to my zipper. I smirked, leaning down, dragging my fingers up her thigh, over her soaked panties. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Jade."

He holds her heels. She lets her guard down. And in the space between city lights and silence, two people who weren't looking for love start to feel something they can't explain. No drama. No rush. Just raw connection and a spark that won't quit.

She wasn't lookin' for love. Just peace, paper, and enough control to keep her world from fallin' apart again. Simone Parker is a single mom, bossed up and battle-tested, runnin' one of the hottest strip clubs in Miami with her best friend Naysha. Love? That door closed a long time ago. Until Marcello DeVoe walks in. Fresh outta Brooklyn with a body built for sin and a voice that slides over skin like smoke. He's dangerous, disciplined, and known in the streets for movin' weight and movin' silent. He didn't come to Miami for distractions. But Simone? She hit him like a storm he didn't see comin'. What starts off casual turns electric, late-night linkups, secret glances, and heat thick enough to drown in. No titles. No promises. Just good sex and a deeper connection they both pretend not to feel. But peace is hard to hold when the past won't let go. Simone's baby daddy, Alonzo, won't stop poppin' up, talkin' reckless and bringin' chaos like he still got access to her life. He's mad she moved on. Mad she ain't scared of him. Mad as hell there's a new savage in her bed who ain't about to play nice. Now Simone's caught between the peace she's built, the man her body craves, and the storm waiting outside her door. This ain't just love. This ain't just lust. This is survival, and somebody's gonna get burned.