King's Undercover Fed The Kings of Men MC, Book 6 by Ki Brightly, M. D. Gregory
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hands clasped in front of him. He cut a nice figure and I had to give him credit. He looked like a typical wannabe prospect, minus the tattoos. At least none were visible. Was he hiding any? I allowed myself to take a visual wander along his body. Maybe he had one of those sexy little tattoos on his groin. With those soulful eyes, I'd expect music notes or a heart with a bullet ripping through it. I pushed the thoughts aside. I was already playing with fire and ideas like those would get me burned. I moved in front of him and let my gaze trail down him again, slowly taking my time to study every piece of his body. I expected to at least get an unease e reaction from him, but he stayed still, chin raised and a smile playing on his lips. He knew exactly what I was doing and didn't want to give me the satisfaction of getting a reaction. He had balls. So Austin, was it. I am murmured, running my pointer finger over his cheekbone. Tell me, why do you wanna be a king? I like bikes and I believe in brotherhood. He didn't flinch when I grabbed his chin between my fingers and he met my stare. His hazel eyes had flecks of brown that I found to be ******* stunning. Isn't that why someone joins a motorcycle club? Maybe I wanted to **** with him, make him run for the hills. If this hotter than sin Fed wanted to play with the big boys, I'd give him a game he'd never forget. Or maybe they're just looking for **** buddies. Clubs are a good way to attract horrors. I leaned in closer knows near his ear.