CHEVY + AELLA
The first day that she walked onto the surgical floor that Chevy Clayborne spent most of his time on, he knew that he’d do anything to make her his.
For two years, he played the long game.
He slowly insinuated himself into her life, and the moment that she needed him, he swooped in like the knight in shining armor that he only pretended to be but most assuredly wasn’t.
He’s no real knight.
In fact, he’s the villain in everyone’s story but his own.
He lives life the way he wants to live it, and damn anyone and anything that gets in his way.
He may appear like an upstanding anesthesiologist at work, but the moment he gets out of those scrubs and into his jeans, biker boots, and leather cut with the Truth Tellers emblem at his back, he morphs into his alter ego.
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde ain’t got nothin’ on him.
He’s been putting on a front for two years, and just when he has Aella Cowan right where he wants her, he closes down every possible avenue of escape.
He thinks he has a future fight on his hand, but Aella proves that she’s not quite as sheltered as Chevy thinks. She’s perfectly happy being the old lady of one of the scariest members of the Truth Tellers Motorcycle Club and couldn’t care less if he spends his nights doing questionable things to despicable people.
As long as she has breakfast with him every morning, what does she care how he spent his night?