For most of my life I’ve been the person who lived with the hand he was dealt. Not much in my life have I had a say in. Birthed by parents I don’t talk to, I was raised by the only person who ever cared for me – my brother, Cash. Under his guidance, I’ve become the person I am today.
Productive member of society, and patched brother in the Heaven Hill MC.
I don’t want for anything, other than Tatum Walker.
We had a shot, and we both screwed it up……massively.
Tatum “Tate” Walker
Being the daughter of the President of the Heaven Hill MC is a burden, but one I’ll face every day with pride. It’s hard for me to know what people like me for. Is it my personality, my looks, or are they trying to get close to the Club? There’s one person I’ve never doubted.
A year ago we had one night of almost passion – that ended with me walking away in tears – and him walking away in anger.
Some time away from each other has given us perspective.Now, instead of the storm of chaos that was our one attempt at a relationship, we’re both ready for calm. And nothing, they say, is as calm – as the eye of a Hurricane.
When she’s not writing alpha males who seriously love their women, she loves spending time with friends, reading, and marathoning shows on her DVR. Married to her high school sweetheart, Laramie lives in Bowling Green, KY with her husband (the Travel Coordinator) and a sometimes crazy cat named Beau.