Rider (Book 3): Seven Sinners MC, #3

By Nicole Fox

This is book 3 and the finale of the Seven Sinners MC romance series! 

She's too innocent to keep my hands to myself.

ROCCO

I don't do weddings.

But Shotgun practically begged me to be his best man, so here I am, monkey suit and all.

I'm long past ready to get drunk and get out of here, but the maid of honor, Simone, might convince me to stick around.

She's innocent, untouched.

Yet, her body calls to me, and I can't help being intrigued by her.

I'm not the marrying type, but we could still have a little fun.

But I'll only let her a certain distance past my walls.

After losing my fiancé years ago, I vowed I'd never let anyone get too close again.

This girl is a toy for my savage pleasure – nothing more.

She's not cut out for this life, or for the war about to wreak havoc on my city and club.

But the harder I push her away, the more she begs to get closer.

Especially after we find out that our midnight romp had some unintended consequences.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MBK Hanson Inc.
• Release date: Nov 26, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393088318

Nicole Fox

Nicole Fox writes smart, sexy mafia romance novels. She is a crazy cat lady in her late 30s with a coffee addiction, an overactive imagination, and a husband who somehow puts up with her impulsive need to keep buying new plants for their house. Sign up for her mailing list at http://bit.ly/NicoleFoxMailingList. 

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Rider: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Seven Sinners MC Book 3)

By Nicole Fox

SHE’S TOO INNOCENT to keep my hands to myself.

ROCCO

I don’t do weddings.

But Shotgun practically begged me to be his best man, so here I am, monkey suit and all.

I’m long past ready to get drunk and get out of here, but the maid of honor, Simone, might convince me to stick around.

She’s innocent, untouched.

Yet, her body calls to me, and I can’t help being intrigued by her.

I’m not the marrying type, but we could still have a little fun.

But I’ll only let her a certain distance past my walls.

After losing my fiancé years ago, I vowed I’d never let anyone get too close again.

This girl is a toy for my savage pleasure – nothing more.

She’s not cut out for this life, or for the war about to wreak havoc on my city and club.

But the harder I push her away, the more she begs to get closer.

Especially after we find out that our midnight romp had some unintended consequences.

Chapter 1

Rocco

I ’ve just been busy , Mom. No, nothing’s going on. What do you mean, bikers? Why would I be hanging around with bikers?

At some point in the night we moved into the bedroom. I stand up and go to the door, pressing my ear against it. It’s clear that Simone is on the phone. Either that or her mom has the quietest voice imaginable. I feel stupid standing here naked, but I need to hear her.

No, Mom! I have more important things to do than hang around with a bunch of bikers. Please, just stop talking about it! For God’s sake! Will you just leave it, okay? I’ll think about it. I said I’ll think about it, didn’t I? Yes, that’s what think about it means! What do you want me to say, I’ll go on a date with him this morning? I’m busy, Mom. I have things to do. The MGM accounts for one thing . . .

I go to the bed and sit down, wondering what else I expected. Why would Simone be honest about me? She’s not exactly going to call her mom and say, Hey, did you know I fucked a biker last night, just like Cecilia did, and I know it broke one of your daughter’s hearts but just trust me that it won’t break another.

But even if I understand it on some level, I think about last night, about how close we were. It was damn weird and damn amazing. It was like nothing I’ve ever felt with a woman. I didn’t really know what was going on. It was like the two of us were dancing, completely in sync, but we hadn’t rehearsed at all. It was like riding at the back of a line of bikes with the wind in my face and the slipstream making me faster, feeling like this is the only place I belong. And now she’s out there pretending like none of it happened.

She’s from a different world, I remind myself. Even if last night was amazing for us both—and it was amazing for her, I know that—she still has to play her rich-girl games. She still has to lie to her snooty parents. That’s just the way it is. Maybe that’s the way it’ll always be.

I wonder why I lied to her about the man in the forest. I dragged him off and I hit him and hit him until he was on his face, and then I throttled the bastard right there in the woods. The reason it took me a while to get back to her was that I was calling Beast to deal with the body. What point was there lying to her if she’s embarrassed by me anyway?

I think about going to the door again but decide against it. Instead I go around the room collecting my clothes. Some of them are in the living room but I pull on my underwear and my T-shirt, and then sit on the bed, legs stretched out, clicking my neck from side to side. Last night was like magic. It was something I had never experienced, had never dreamed of experiencing. I opened up to her and now she’s talking to her mom like even the idea of being with me is laughable. I know I’m being sensitive, letting

Reviews for Rider (Book 3)

[Brandy Parker · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

I just finished the third book, and have enjoyed all of them. I only wish they were longer because I have felt after each story, “ That’s it?!” I hope that this story continues to grow and evolve and we learn more about other characters! At the very least I hope the author continues to write and develop and brings other characters to life!!!