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Bad Boy's Unexpected Baby: The Choppers MC, #2
Bad Boy's Unexpected Baby: The Choppers MC, #2
Bad Boy's Unexpected Baby: The Choppers MC, #2
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Bad Boy's Unexpected Baby is book 2 of The Choppers MC trilogy. Book 3, Bad Boy's Secret Baby, is available everywhere now!

I WANTED ADVENTURE. HE WANTED A BABY. WE BOTH GOT WHAT WE WANTED.

Devin owned me from the second he walked into my shop.
He was like something out of a romance novel.
And I wanted to see where our story went.
I just never guessed it would end with his baby in my belly.


It was obvious from the second our eyes met:
Devin wouldn't take no for an answer.
He saw something in me that he wanted…
And I was powerless to deny him.

But that was before I knew the kinds of people who were after Devin's blood.
Bad men.
Evil men.
Men who wouldn't hesitate to hurt me, too.

I never signed up for all this.
But when Devin puts his seed inside me…
I'm stuck going along for the ride.

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Release dateJan 21, 2019
ISBN9781386602415
Bad Boy's Unexpected Baby: The Choppers MC, #2

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    BAD BOY’S UNEXPECTED BABY: A Motorcycle Club Romance (The Choppers MC Book 2)

    By Kathryn Thomas

    I WANTED ADVENTURE. HE WANTED A BABY.

    WE BOTH GOT WHAT WE WANTED.

    DEVIN OWNED ME FROM the second he walked into my shop.

    He was like something out of a romance novel.

    And I wanted to see where our story went.

    I just never guessed it would end with his baby in my belly.

    It was obvious from the second our eyes met:

    Devin wouldn’t take no for an answer.

    He saw something in me that he wanted...

    And I was powerless to deny him.

    But that was before I knew the kinds of people who were after Devin’s blood.

    Bad men.

    Evil men.

    Men who wouldn’t hesitate to hurt me, too.

    I never signed up for all this.

    But when Devin puts his seed inside me...

    I’m stuck going along for the ride.

    Chapter 1

    Devin

    Devin walked quickly into the restrooms at the end of the gallery, avoiding the advances of all several people who had hoped to chat as he passed by them. He entered a stall and locked the door behind him. Inside, he remained standing, placing his hands on the shut door and breathing deeply.

    He wasn’t quite sure why his heart was racing. And why he was so embarrassed by telling Camille the truth about the charity. There was nothing wrong with donating to a charity, in fact, he was certain that Camille’s kind heart would be impressed by it. And yet, he didn’t want to tell her, not yet.

    Devin pressed his eyes tightly shut and tried to regain an even breath. He donated to the Association of No-Kill Dogs, a charitable organization run by a small team of dog lovers who tried to home and re-home dogs left at pounds who were about to be put down. There was nothing wrong with the charity, but he slowly realized why he was so afraid of telling Camille about it - she would have questions, and he was not ready yet to tell her about his life, and explain why he had such a soft spot for dogs.

    As Devin’s eyes remained closed, an image of his father floated in his head. Devin gritted his teeth. His emotions for his father were mixed. He respected the man and valued the hard lessons that he taught him as a child, which allowed Devin to become the person he was now. But there were also parts of the man Devin could never figure out.

    At their farm in Pennsylvania, a pair of dogs had wandered onto the property, and Devin had watched his father shoot them right between their eyes with his old shotgun before dragging the limp bodies into the shed and burying them.

    His father had grunted an explanation when Devin had asked him why he shot the dogs.

    They trouble the sheep, his father had said, paying no heed to the torn emotions of his seven-year-old son. Devin had never asked again or tried to stop his father. The man was bigger, stronger, and had the strength of his convictions. But at that moment, Devin had decided that he would do everything he could, when he grew up, to save the dogs, and try and atone for his father’s cold-hearted sins.

    Yet Devin loved his father, even though he witnessed his mother’s misery. Even though he saw every day that his mother suffered because she felt unloved, yearning for her husband’s touch and affection. But his father worked tirelessly on the land, returning home only for his dinner and for the warmth of the bed at night, while his mother waited on him.

    They were both gone now, and Devin could never be entirely certain if he were anything like either of them. Well, he was definitely not like his mother, soft spoken, obedient, and entirely devoted to a husband who had never even so much as touched her hand after Devin was born. But was he like his father? Did he only care about his own success? Only about work? Was his heart made of steel?

    Devin shook his head and opened his eyes, and stared at the locked door of the bathroom stall. Was that why he liked dogs and animals more than people? Because, like his father, he could never get close to any human being?

    The faces of women he had slept with then floated up in front of his eyes. All the women who had thrown themselves at him, who he had spent only a night with, and the ones he had pushed away. So he was exactly like his father, Devin admitted to himself in the silence and the dim light of the restroom. Was he going to hurt Camille? Would Camille, like his mother, remain silent and suffering all her life with a man who couldn’t show her affection?

    Devin hit the door with the base of his palm. He wasn’t sure why he was so angry. Nothing had happened. He had simply frozen when Camille asked him about the charity. He could tell her if he wanted to, and perhaps she would think nothing of it. But a part of him wanted to explain, a part of him told him that he owed her an explanation; to warn her what she might be getting herself into and that she might be better off staying away from him.

    The dogs that his father had killed and all the dogs that his donated money helped protect were symbols. They were symbols of the burden of being his father’s son. Devin was who he was because of the lessons his father had taught him. Was it in his nature, therefore, to not be able to love wholeheartedly? To not love a good woman?

    Devin unlocked the stall door and walked out towards the mirrors that lined the back wall of the restroom. He splashed his face with cold water and enjoyed the tingling sensation of the drops evaporating from his face.

    Despite all the demons of his past that he was fighting against, the one thing he was sure of was that he wanted to be with Camille again. He wanted to see her face, watch her blue eyes smile, and her blonde curls shake with her innocent laughter. It was getting harder for him to stay away from her; even a few minutes felt like a lifetime. So he did what his father would never have done, he walked back into the gallery and looked around until he found her standing alone underneath a photograph, admiring it with her sad, sullen eyes.

    What are you thinking? he asked as

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