Riding Hot: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance: Nine Devils MC, #2

By Kara Parker

Riding Hot is book 2 of the Nine Devils MC trilogy. Book 3, Riding Hard, is available everywhere now!

She should have stayed away.

JOSEPH

A pretty young girl like her deserves someone who can love her. Someone who’s not a bastard like me.

Someone without a target on the back of his head. 

Someone who won’t break her heart after breaking her bed. 



She’s the one thing that I can’t have—that I shouldn’t have.

But when I bury myself in her, nothing else matters.



And when I pin her body against mine.

When I make her cry my name.



All I want is to ruin her for other men.

Because I can’t resist—and I won’t ever let her go. 



ROSE

Joseph Warner changed my life.

He makes me regret ever laying eyes on him. Makes me ache for his touch.

I should’ve left him in the past where he belonged.

But a storm of bullets brings him crashing back into my life.

And no matter what I try, I can’t let him go.



I know the consequences.



The danger.

The excitement.

The way he makes me beg for more.



And I can’t wait to get started.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Jan 15, 2018
• ISBN: 9781536591439

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RIDING HOT: Nine Devils MC (Book 2)

By Kara Parker

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She should have stayed away.

JOSEPH

A pretty young girl like her deserves someone who can love her. Someone who’s not a bastard like me.

Someone without a target on the back of his head.

Someone who won’t break her heart after breaking her bed.

She’s the one thing that I can’t have—that I shouldn’t have.

But when I bury myself in her, nothing else matters.

And when I pin her body against mine.

When I make her cry my name.

All I want is to ruin her for other men.

Because I can’t resist—and I won’t ever let her go.

ROSE

Joseph Warner changed my life.

He makes me regret ever laying eyes on him. Makes me ache for his touch.

I should’ve left him in the past where he belonged.

But a storm of bullets brings him crashing back into my life.

And no matter what I try, I can’t let him go.

I know the consequences.

The danger.

The excitement.

The way he makes me beg for more.

And I can’t wait to get started.

CHAPTER 1

Rose Aguilar stands by her BMW as the white Ford roars away, the truck spewing black diesel smoke as the driver stands on the throttle. Less than an hour ago she had been on cloud nine and once again in the arms of the man she loves... in his arms after a seven year separation. But now...

She purses her lips, trying to hold her tears back, gasping in a desperate attempt to keep herself together long enough to get away from this public place. She unlocks her car and falls into the seat before slamming the door shut and wiping at her eyes, furious at herself for crying. For being hurt all over again. For the unfairness of the world.

She turns the key in the car, bringing it to life, wiping her eyes again to clear her vision. Clearing her throat, she slips the car into reverse and backs out of the space where it had sat overnight. She has an hour to get to Melina’s house, get changed, get her shit together, and get back here to the Goose.

She makes the short drive between The Green Goose and Melina’s home without incident, occasionally wiping at her eyes when they become blurry with tears. She had driven up from Las Vegas to managing the restaurant, The Green Goose, for Melina until her friend can recover from the unexpected death of her husband. After stopping the car in the driveway of her childhood home, she sits in the car for a moment, trying to pull herself together. Melina has enough problems to deal with after Tim’s death without her adding to them. Taking a deep, cleansing breath, she exits the car and walks to the front door, pausing to plaster her generic business smile on her face before opening the door.

Melina Scholly is in the living room running the vacuum while her two young children, Michael and Kimberly, watch an animated kids' show on the television. Seeing that Melina is occupied she tries to hurry past and avoid interaction, but Melina clicks off the vacuum the moment she steps in the door.

Rose! Glad you made it back! Does this mean what I think it means? she teases, then frowns, picking up on Rose’s fake smile and general distress. Rose? What’s wrong?

Nothing, Rose gasps, stepping quickly past Melina and heading for her room. She has to get changed and get back to the restaurant.

Melina drops the cord and parks the machine’s handle in the upright position, hurrying after Rose. Rose? Honey? Rose, what’s wrong? Rose tries to shut her door but Melina gets her hand against it and pushes it open. Rose... what’s wrong?

Nothing’s wrong, Rose says, turning her back on Melina so she won’t see her red and puffy eyes, covering the move by opening her closet door to find some fresh clothes. I just need a minute alone, okay? It has only been a week since Tim Scholly, Melina’s husband, had been gunned down in cold blood in front of the Goose. The last thing Melina needs is to listen to her sulk over a relationship that is seven years dead.

Melina stands for a moment, torn by what to do. It is clear that Rose doesn’t want to burden her, but it is just as obvious that Rose is struggling to not come apart at the seams. Talk to me, Rose. Tell me what happened.

Rose gasps loudly, refusing to turn to look at Melina. It’s nothing, Melina. I’m okay. You have enough on your plate at the moment.

Melina steps up behind Rose and places a hand gently on her shoulder. Talk to me, Rose. You were here for me when I needed you. Let me be here for you.

It’s Joseph, Rose says, her voice becoming cold as ice.

That’s where you were last night when you didn’t come home. You stayed with him, Melina says, her tone making it a statement.

Yes.

What happened?

"He’s a drug dealer. A mother-fucking drug dealer!" Rose shouts, snatching a fresh blouse from her closet with such fury that the hanger tears the shirt before it come free. Rose looks at the rip in disgust before throwing the shirt to the floor and reaching for another, more calmly this time.

I’m sorry, Rose.

Yeah, Rose sighs, and then she wipes her eyes and sniffs. Serves me right for getting involved with him again.

Tell me what happened. How did you find out?

He told me. He doesn’t even care if it is illegal. I should call the fucking cops on him.

Are you going to?

Rose sighs again. No. I should, but I won’t. I just want to forget it ever happened. Forget I ever saw him again. Try to forget that I’m so fucking stupid.

You’re not stupid, Rose, Melina says quietly.

"No? What do you call a woman that goes to bed with her ex-boyfriend again after seven years? An ex-boyfriend that is a certified whacko. The same ex-boyfriend that left her over a fucking book. The ex-boyfriend that is a goddamned drug dealer! What part of that doesn’t sound stupid to you? Rose pulls a coordinating pair of pants from the closet and throws them on the bed and begins to undress. I have to change and get to work."

Why don’t you let someone else take it tonight?

Because I need something to distract me right now. Because it wouldn’t be fair to burden Roger with having to run the place alone because my feelings are hurt and I’m pissed off. I’ll get over it.

Okay. We’ll talk tonight, after the kids are in bed.

Yeah. Okay. I’m sorry for dumping on you. You have enough to worry about.

Melina snorts. Don’t be sorry. Now I can worry over your problems instead of my own. Or misery loves company. Or something.

Rose feels her lips curl into a lopsided smile. She takes another deep breath, trying to let go of the hurt and the anger. Glad to be of help, she mutters.

"I think the kids and I will come by for dinner. Michael likes going to the Goose. I’ll check in to see how you are doing," Melina says while backing out of the room and closing the door.

CHAPTER 2

Rose throws her dirty clothes into a chair before dressing in the fresh clothes she had pulled from the closet. She had showered at Joseph’s house earlier in