He swore the club would protect her. The club voted to lie to her instead.
Josette Ryland kept the books for an outlaw motorcycle club for eleven years, and she was good at it — good enough to find four hundred and thirty-one missing dollars, and honest enough to follow it all the way down.
What she finds is her husband. A shell company in another woman's name. And a woman who sat on the end of her bed through the worst week of her life.
The affair is not the worst of it.
Twenty-one men took a vote about her marriage in a room she wasn't allowed to enter — and every name on her father's old business filings is still hers. When Joss walks out, she leaves with a truck, a banker's box, and her name on a license that could put her in prison.
Thirty-one months later, a federal subpoena drags her back to the town that buried the truth. Her husband has an apology. Apologies are free — and she tells him so.
But some things aren't. And before this ends, he'll have to pay in something he can never get back.
A slow-burn, no-shortcuts second chance romance. He is guilty. He grovels for it. HEA guaranteed.
Contains a pregnancy loss and depictions of infidelity.
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