I never wanted a woman by my side, until I saw her.

Boulder

Ol' ladies were just something that weighed you down if you asked me. I found no reason to have one since everyone else was getting shacked up.

I thought being tied down meant your freedom was stripped from you, and as a prospect I had little freedom to begin with.

It's funny how things can change in the blink of an eye.

I saw her, a woman I remember from Montana. She worked at Tart, the little cafe the club owned in Billings. I assumed she was down for vacation, but that wasn't the case.

Somehow, an intended one-night stand turned into more when I discovered she was moving to Chihuahua and working with Astra full time at the cat cafe.

I told myself to stay away, that being weighed down would be no good, especially while dealing with the newest fool who thought they could tear us down.

Yet, I wanted her.

I craved her more than a wolf craved a bloody meal, and I'd rip anyone to shreds who even attempted to harm her.

***Boulder's Weight is the first book in the Reapers Rejects MC: Second Generation: Mexico charter. This book is intended for mature audiences only. Please proceed with caution.