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An old-style flip phone.

A burner.

We’d joked about it, Snap and me. He’d called me Scully. He had a burner too, so there’d be no caller ID when he phoned me. So I’d called him Mulder.

I was going to call him.

Not because I was working for Chaos anymore. I wasn’t. That officially ended on that cement. Definitely not because I was protecting Bounty. I’d tell the police. Absolutely, I’d tell the police my boyfriend’s motorcycle club beat the snot out of me. It didn’t matter that I broke the code, and knew it. It didn’t matter that I’d betrayed my man, and done it deliberately.

I was trying to save him. Save his brothers. Save his club. Save everyone.

I closed my eyes tight, my thumb moving over the phone from memory, knowing the way on its own, I called him so often. That was why I was calling him now rather than 911. I knew how to get to him. To Snapper. And the effort would be less. I could dial the digits to get him up on speed dial in my sleep, so I could do it lying on a cement floor, beat to hell and practically unable to move.

I couldn’t lift the phone to my ear so I just shoved it across the floor closer to my face, listening to it ring.

“Rosie?” Snap answered.

I closed my eyes tighter as understanding hit me with a blow almost as brutal as every strike I’d just taken.

God.

I hadn’t done it to save Beck. To save his brothers, his club…everybody.

At first, I’d done it to make Beck into Shy.

And then I’d done it to make him be Snapper.

And last, I’d done it to make his club Chaos.

“Rosie?” Snap’s Eddie Vedder baritone got sharper.

Oh no.

No.

The black was creeping in again.

“Sss…” was all I could get out.

“Rosalie,” he bit out, curt, alert, alarmed.

“Hurt,” I whispered.

And then, again, I blacked out.

Kristen Ashley’s ROUGH RIDE – Review & Excerpt Tour Schedule:

February 14th

Agents of Romance – Review & Excerpt

Bambi Unbridled – Review & Excerpt

Crystal’s Book World – Review & Excerpt

I’m A Sweet And Sassy Book Whore – Review & Excerpt

Jezabell Girl and Friends – Review & Excerpt

Marieke’s Books – Review & Excerpt

Reviews by Tammy And Kim (Rachel and Jay) – Review & Excerpt

Sweet Addiction Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

The Reading Cafe – Review & Excerpt

February 15th

All romance reviews – Review & Excerpt

Blushing babes are up all night – Review & Excerpt

Edgy Reviews – Review

Garden of REden – Review

iScream Books Blog – Review & Excerpt

Nice Ladies, Naughty Books – Review

Read more sleep less – Review & Excerpt

Three chicks and their books – Review & Excerpt

Under The Covers Book Lovers – Review & Excerpt

February 16th

Bookgasms Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Escaping Into Books – Review

Melinda Barrera – Review & Excerpt

Night Session Reader – Review & Excerpt

Queenzany – Review & Excerpt

Red Cheeks Reads – Review

The Fairest of All Book Reviews – Review & Excerpt

We Like It Big book Blog – Review

February 17th

After Dark Book Lovers – Review

Book Twins Reviews – Review & Excerpt

KDRBCK – Review & Excerpt

Live Read and Breathe – Review & Excerpt

Mustreadbooksordie – Review

Nose Stuck in a Book – Review & Excerpt

Random Book Muses – Review

February 18th

Alii’s Book Jungle – Review & Excerpt

Brittany’s Book Blog – Excerpt

KinkyGirlsBookObsessions – Review

Love Between the Sheets – Review & Excerpt

Reading Between the Wines Book Club – Excerpt

Red Hot + Blue Reads – Review & Excerpt

The bookworms obsession – Review

Two Book Pushers – Review & Excerpt

February 19th

Book Reader Chronicles – Review & Excerpt

Lit. 4 Ladies – Review & Excerpt

Oh My Growing TBR – Review & Excerpt

Read-Love-Blog – Excerpt

Sizzling Pages Romance Reviews – Review & Excerpt

The Book Hammock – Review & Excerpt

Wicked Reads – Review & Excerpt

February 20th

Always Books – Review & Excerpt

BFD Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Crazii Bitches Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Disheveled Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Reads All the Books – Review & Excerpt

Relentless Romance – Review & Excerpt

Vanilla & Spice Books – Review & Excerpt

February 21st

Collector of book boyfriends – Review

Feel the Book – Excerpt

Jax’s Book Magic – Excerpt

Krista’s Dust Jacket – Review

Love Notes Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

The Hopeless Romantics Book blog – Review

The Romance Reviews – Review

February 22nd

All Things Dark & Dirty – Excerpt

Books chocolate and lipgloss – Review & Excerpt

Desert Divas Book Addiction – Review & Excerpt

Literary Misfit – Review & Excerpt

TBR Book Blog – Excerpt

The Book Enthusiast – Review & Excerpt

The Dirty Book Girls – Review

February 23rd

Angie and Jessica’s Dreamy Reads – Review & Excerpt

Books to Breathe – Review & Excerpt

Fictional Rendezvous Book Blog – Excerpt

OMGReads – Review & Excerpt

Smut Book Junkie Book Reviews – Excerpt

TDC Book Reviews – Excerpt

The Book Junkie – Review & Excerpt

About Kristen Ashley:

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.

Nothing’s changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.

And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.

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My dad had been a biker. He was a nomad when it came to that kind of thing (or, really, any kind of thing). He accepted being tied down by his woman and his daughter only, not anything else. Not a job. Not a mortgage. Not a membership to a club. He hung with a lot of them, including Chaos (in fact, Hammer, sadly now deceased, but one of the founding members of Chaos, had been my father’s best friend).

But he’d never hung with Bounty.

“Don’t like the feel of them,” I’d heard him mutter years ago. “If you’re an outlaw, own the outlaw. If you’re not, own that. You can’t wanna be a Gypsy Joker. You either are or you aren’t. They wanna be. But they aren’t. That shit just ain’t right and it could get dangerous.”

He’d been right.

It got dangerous.

I should have known.

I should have followed my dad.

Mom and me had done it all our lives, job to job, house to house, city to city.

Why I stopped…

Damn.

I knew why I’d stopped.

I’d wanted Shy; Shy, who reminded me of Dad.

And when I couldn’t have him, I’d gone looking.

I’d wanted what my mom had.

I’d wanted that sweetness. That love.

That devotion.

I’d wanted the stability that just seeped down deep into your bones from all that no matter the job changing, the scenery changing, the amount of times you boxed up a house.

Stability had nothing to do with income and locale.

Stability was all in the heart.

About Kristen Ashley:

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.

Nothing’s changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.

And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.

WEBSITE * FACEBOOK * TWITTER * NEWSLETTER * GOODREADS * PINTEREST * INSTAGRAM