Exquisite Redemption (Iron Horse MC Book 3) Read Free

protective instincts came roaring to the surface. I hated witnessing adults arguing as a kid, my mother’s fights with her fuck of the month were often violent and terrible affairs, so I do my utmost to remain in control around kids. I will never be the person they become scared of.
    Ever.
    “Hi,” I chirped and held out my hand, giving him big “I’m not a threat” doe eyes. “Sarah Star, nice to meet you.”
    The guy was my age, maybe a little older, but he had an edge about him that made me wary. “My cousins would like to meet you.”
    “And I’d love to meet them,” I said while motioning for the girls to come closer.
    As soon as I started talking to them, the little girls opened up and I learned they were big fans of my pole dancing. Their mother was a pole dancer who owned a studio in Chicago and evidently she was a huge fan of mine. Now, it was a little weird because I’m here for Playboy , but at the same time I could easily see how naive and innocent these girls were. Whoever was watching over them was doing a good job and my heart melted at their excited chatter.
    “Marley.” I turned to the girls and held up my hand to stop the flow of giggles. “One moment please, ladies.”
    My personal assistant scampered up, her shoulders hunched as if she didn’t want to be noticed. Unfortunately for her, we were in a place full of different kinds of predators so her shyness was drawing their attention like tigers to a mouse. I was very protective of her and treated her gently as I relayed my instructions for getting the girls some souvenirs.
    As soon as I had them loaded up, the men with them announced it was time to leave because it was getting dark and they didn’t want their kids here once the serious partying started. I one-hundred-and-ten-percent agreed the girls needed to get going. Their male relatives all loved me, and I got a couple earnest marriage proposals before they were dragged off by security while I laughed. That’s one thing I learned doing this tour. You have to be able to laugh shit off or you go a little insane. Weird shit happened around me a lot and it was either laugh at how ludicrous my life was or cry until I dehydrated.
    “That was really nice of you to do.”
    I shrugged, talking with a fan and signing his poster before returning my attention to Scarlet. “They were a nice family concerned about their young girls. You would have done the same thing.”
    “Yeah, but I know bikers and know they were good guys. You’re a civilian.”
    “A what?”
    “A person who doesn’t know the MC lifestyle.”
    Grinning at her, I said in a low voice, “Oh, I’m going to get a taste of that lifestyle tonight. I plan on finding a party, finding a hot and hung biker, then riding him until he can’t walk.”
    Scarlet posed for a picture, then gave me an incredulous look. “Woman, have you ever partied with bikers before?”
    “Not really. Playboy has me under a tight contract until my final show tonight so I’ve been stuck on the bus, but I figure there’s a first time for everything. Besides, this is Sturgis, it would be a sin to spend my last night here in my bunk bed by myself.”
    Scarlet’s lips pursed and she glanced over her shoulder at one of the guys guarding us. “Unless you want to be passed around by the men, or married to one on sight, I suggest you bypass the bikers. Go for one of your hot Playboy security dudes.”
    “No, they’re cute, I don’t want them to get fired. And what do you mean, passed around or married?”
    Our voices were super soft whispers at this point, both of us cupping our mouths. “Honey, I was with Thorn for a week before he knew he was ready to put his patch on my back and made me his old lady.”
    “Old lady…” I combed through the biker lingo I’d learned over these last few days. “That’s like biker marriage, right?”
    “Right, but once you’re his old lady, that’s it. You are bound by chains stronger than you can imagine for