Kenna Boyle has been running for six years and pouring beer on a dead stretch of Route 66 for one of them. She's the newest face at Curvy's, the bar where only curvy women work the floor, and she's been no questions, no trouble, no men in leather.
Then a stranger in clean leather sits at her rail for four hours, drinks nothing, and leaves her a twenty and a two-finger salute on his way out. A scout. Somebody has found her.
Crow is the Horned Wolves' Sgt-at-Arms, the quiet one, the man they send when a thing needs to be over. He's spent twenty years saying nothing and a year watching her across a bar without once saying why. When the club's runs start getting hit and the room turns on the new girl, he does the one thing nobody on that road has ever seen him he stands up in church, vouches for her with his own patch on the table, and tells the whole family he's hers.
He's still not talking. And she's just found out her brother is out of prison and her ex is back in the county with a shotgun and a claim.
The Gallows want the bar. The county wants the road. Somebody inside Crow's own family is feeding them both. And the woman they've all decided to blame is the only one with the eyes to see it.
She didn't come to Curvy's to be rescued. She came to stand up.
A steamy, dual-POV motorcycle club curvy heroine, dangerous devoted man, he falls first, a hard-won happily ever after, and a bar that keeps its lights on. Every CURVY'S book is a standalone.