Highway Heaven: Lady Godiva, #4

By April Ryder

Big Beautiful Woman forgets her Bad Boy Biker and meets a young and seductive woman stranded on the side of the highway...

What does a semi-meek, plump biker chick—and soon-to-be-former-housewife—in sensible-heeled shoes do when she can't remember the last few days of her life? Find out exactly what she's forgotten and cautiously reacquaint herself with the two hot young men who rescued—or possibly kidnapped—her from the hospital.
Should she insist on staying with these two handsome young men or will she stake the safer option and lay low in a hotel until she can divorce her violent husband? I really don't know.
I've forgotten the new me, but I still remember a lady should never kiss and tell…

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!
 

Highway Heaven is approximately 10,900 words.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Plutoid Press
• Release date: Jun 22, 2018
• ISBN: 9781927236819

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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Highway Heaven (Lady Godiva 4)

April Ryder

Copyright © 2016 April Ryder

978-1-927236-81-9

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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Highway Heaven

It might have been pain that I saw flash briefly through his eyes before he slowly withdrew his hand, without touching me. For some reason I mourned the missed opportunity for contact. Something told me that despite his rough and hard exterior, his caress would have been gentle.

She has amnesia? the younger guy next to me asked. I hadn't noticed him awaken. Locking gazes with the driver had left me oblivious to my surroundings. As if the outside world no longer existed. Just the two of us.

No, he said gruffly.

But she can't remember you, man. Isn't that amnesia?

Amnesia is the inability to remember new memories, he told us.

I knew the younger man was just as surprised as I was to hear a fully formed sentence come from his lips. Although I suspected the younger man was not fixated on his partner-in-crime's mouth quite like I was.

Then what's wrong with her?

Head trauma, he said, going back to using smaller sentences. Memory loss.

Maybe that's a good thing. You can just leave her at a hotel now and we can go. She's safe from her husband and she has money.

The last part pricked up my ears. I have money?

Yeah. You got a lot a cash. So we can drop you at a hotel and you can divorce that asshole and start fresh.

I didn't remember taking any with me when I walked out of the house. How had I ended up with a lot of cash?

You really don't remember, do you, Lady G?

I turned my attention to him and studied his face. He was a very handsome young man and looked to be the same age as my daughter. His slight Asiatic features just added to his cheeky countenance. I wished I could remember him.

That's the second time you have called me that, I said. That isn't my name.

I didn't think it was, he admitted with a shrug, but he said you were Lady Godiva. So Lady G it is.

I wasn't sure I liked the sound of that. Why would I be introduced with the name of a woman who had ridden a horse through the streets of a town while naked?

And you are? I asked.

He opened his mouth but stopped. Seeing as we're going to drop you off soon, it doesn't matter. Which we should be doing now, right?

We both looked to the man in the driver's seat and caught him staring… at me, his gaze intense as if memorizing me for a test to be held later. Never before had a man scrutinized me in such a way that