EDGED
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He’s a wounded M15 agent.
She’s a rebel with a vendetta.
Together, they’re INVINCIBLE.
EDGE
Wounded, trapped, and broken, after a gunshot lands me in the infirmary, all I want is to get back, to the one woman who piqued my interest, and ignited my fire. But now, she’s in jail, wanted for murder. I won’t stop until she’s back where she belongs, in my arms, and in my heart.
REBEL
Pained, jailed, and broken, after being assaulted and left for dead. They tried to shatter me, take my security and break me, but they don’t know me. They fueled my fire and ignited my vengeance. Now, Edge Keon is here to help keep me safe, and in his arms. But my pain and plan will not be EDGED out.
CHAPTER ONE
“Hey, Bobby, think we could close up early tonight?” There were only a handful of people in the bar he owned and I worked at, and it looked like most were getting ready to leave. Before he could answer, a group of guys came in, every one of them already drunk off their asses.
“Fuck,” Bobby muttered under his breath as we stood side by side, washing glasses. “Not these sons of bitches.”
“Who are they? I’ve never seen them in here before.”
“ABT. Every last one of ’em.”
“Aryan Brotherhood?” I whispered.
Bobby turned his back to them and kept his voice real low. “Keep quiet and watch yourself, Rebel. I’m gonna go give Mac a call.” Mac was Bobby’s brother and the sheriff of Hays County.
I finished washing the glasses and then hollered at the guys who had just come in. “What can I get you, fellers?”
“Hell, I’ll take some sugar if you’re offerin’. Whaddaya think, Possum? You want some sugar too? I don’t mind sharin’.”
The man closest to me slowly raised his head. When our eyes met, the glass I’d been rinsing crashed to the floor and shattered.
I’d never forget those eyes. They were black as coal with hardly any white around the pupils. The last time I saw them was the night my mama died. I’d made a promise in the days that followed her death that if I ever saw them again, I’d kill the man they belonged to. Possum. That’s what the other guy had called him, and it sure as fuck fit.
Before I could respond, Bobby came around from the back and walked to the end of the bar where I knew he kept a gun. “We’re fixin’ to close, boys.”
“We can get ’em one for the road, Bobby.” I looked directly at the black-eyed man. “What’s your poison, Possum?” I didn’t look at Bobby; I kept my gaze fixed on the bastard who’d killed my mama.
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