Snare is part of the Road Kill MC, and as sergeant-at-arms, he takes his role as protector seriously.
He always has.
Snare doesn't discuss the scar that almost took his eye, or the ultimate protection it provided for the only woman he's ever loved.
The sweet butts provide the distraction he needs, and the emotional disconnect he craves.
Snare is married to the club. He doesn't need a woman who disappears without a trace.
The nightmares don't even interrupt her dreams. Much.
Except for the secret she keeps of the child they had together? Life couldn't be more perfect.
Sarah knows that Snare isn't the type of man to toy with—or lie to. But when her abuser took things too far, Sarah couldn't allow Snare to protect her any longer, she fled and hasn't seen her stepbrother since.
The price for their love was more than fists and rage.
But flesh and blood.
Can Sarah hide the truth from the one man who protected her with his own life? Will Snare deny his true feelings because of scars that run more than skin deep?