I flew to Atlantic City with a color-coded plan, blister pads, and a fiancé I called safe.
I woke up with a cheap gold band that would not come off, a wrecked hotel suite, and the one man I had spent seven years crossing the street to avoid.
Rook Vexley. My best friend’s brother. Black Vow’s Road Captain. He did not look sorry.
Back in Ironridge, sober desire is worse than the chapel. He puts me over the club garage and refuses to file. I draft an annulment. I leave it in Drafts. The ring turns my skin green and still stays.
Then I find my “safe” man’s handwriting on my shop routes.
Pretty delivery girl. Easy roads.
A rival club is reading my glass. Someone inside Black Vow sold the map. And Rook’s legendary control is the first thing that will break when they test the line he drew through my name.
Being his wife was supposed to be the mistake.
It might be the only honest thing either of us has left.
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