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Lyon

Jordan Silver is the author of more than one hundred and fifty novels and novellas spanning multiple genres including romance, erotica and new adult fiction. All works feature over the top alpha males and the women who love them, with a happily ever after guarantee. Colton Lyon is a tough as nails biker who has no time for bullshit. He’d long given up the easy life afforded him by his wealthy upbringing to live life on his own terms. He lives hard and loves harder but has yet to meet a woman he’s wanted for more than a few screws that is until he meets his new assistant. The mousy little filly who’s afraid of her shadow. He gave her a week, even though his right hand man had begged him to give her the job. Nothing he hates more than sniveling females afraid of their own damn shadow. Kat’s moving halfway across the country to escape a dark past that’s left her scarred. Barely eighteen, she should have her whole life ahead of her, but instead fear has robbed her of the spark she once had. When she first meets her new boss she knows there’s no way she could take the job, he’s just too much of everything with his gruff demeanor and those smoldering looks. The first time she almost swooned at the sight of his muscular tattooed arms she knew she was in trouble. Meanwhile; Colton was trying to figure out what kind of hex the little mouse had worked on him to keep her on his mind. No matter how he tries to avoid it, there’s just something about her that keeps him

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Chapter 161: LYON

The house was clear when I got there; even the baby was gone. Shit gave me a start for a second. It's been a while since Hitler's youth or one of the others hasn't been here to greet me. "Kat?" I walked through the house getting pissed by the second.

She was in bed with the covers up to her chin. I took a deep breath and tried for calm. Instead of yelling the house down like I wanted to, I just kicked off my shit kickers and crawled into bed behind her. "Colton you're home."

"Yeah baby I'm home." Her voice sounded so little and lost, and then a thought hit me that had my guts going cold. "Swear to fuck Kat if you're sick I'm gonna be pissed way the fuck off, look at me." She started to giggle snort. That's a start at least, even though I was sure she was laughing at me.

"What kinda sense does that make crazy person?"

"You're not sick?" My hand went to her heart where I could feel it beating strong and full of life. She shook her head no. "Then what is it?"