Third Wheel: Lady Godiva, #3

By April Ryder

Big Beautiful Woman meets the Bad Boy Biker's Friend...

What does a semi-meek, plump biker chick—and soon-to-be-former-housewife—in sensible-heeled shoes do when confronted by her lying, cheating, soon-to-be ex-husband? Tells him she's already replaced him with not one hot, young biker—but two!
And so what if he begs her to take him back and to think of the children. It's not like he'll do anything drastic, right?
I forgot I was a lady, I should not have kissed and told…

A steamy contemporary BBW romance series about an older woman who meets a younger man—a bad boy enforcer for a notorious motorcycle gang. Neither realize they're looking for a second chance at life—and love—until they get to know each other intimately. Each story includes at least one steamy scene, so consider yourself warned as this couple get intimate outdoors and in!
 

Third Wheel is approximately 10,000 words.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Plutoid Press
• Release date: Jun 22, 2018
• ISBN: 9781927236802

April Ryder

Rock star, catwalk model, ventriloquist—April Ryder is none of these things. She is, however, a BBW housewife looking to spice up her sex life with her hardworking and supportive BBM (is that even a thing?) husband. April enjoys living on the beach and plans to further explore her sexy, sensual side writing romance.

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Third Wheel (Lady Godiva 3)

April Ryder

Copyright © 2016 April Ryder

978-1-927236-80-2

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Third Wheel

I clutched Reaper's phone in my hand and stared at the digital number pad, having put off calling my children until showered and dressed. It didn't seem decent to talk to them from the bed I had slept in with a man who wasn't their father. Instead, I sat at the dining table in my blood-red corset and leather skirt. My matching leather jacket was missing and I mourned the loss. Reaper had accidentally grazed me when he had shot at the man who had pointed a gun at me. Still, better the jacket than me.

I took a big breath and slowly released it before I dialled my daughter's number. It was a good thing I had memorized my children's contact details, since my phone had been stolen in the desert just the other day.

The phone rang and rang as I waited for her to pick up. When the call connected I was somewhat relieved to get her voicemail.

Hi, you've reached Tess's voicemail. I'm in Cancun for Spring Break. Not that it's any of your business but I plan to use my body as I see fit—not how anyone else wants to use it. No Derek, I will not go out with you. And just because I'm a feminist and turned you down that doesn't automatically make me a lesbian—not that there is anything wrong with lesbians.

My daughter Tess, the staunch feminist. I decided not to leave a message. She obviously had her own problems to deal with and I was reluctant to add to them. I would try again, after Spring Break.

I looked at the phone again and considered calling my son. He was such a sensitive boy and had looked up to his father with a quiet respect. No, it would be even harder to break the news to Toby. I was trying to protect my children, but I also knew I was being a coward. While leaving their father had been the best thing to happen to me—meeting Reaper was a close second—I didn't know how they would react to the news. He might not have treated me well, but he had been nothing but kind to them. They knew nothing of the pain I had endured. I had been careful to shield them from it.

I sighed in relief when the door to the hotel room opened and Reaper strode in. He noticed his phone in my hand and nodded toward it. A man