Halligan To My Axe (The Heroes of the Dixie Wardens MC #2)
by Lani Lynn Vale
You’re
the Halligan...
Kettle had it all. Until he didn't.
He lost it all in a moment. One heart stopping, soul shattering moment, and there wasn't a single thing he could do about it.
From that day forward, he stayed away from relationships.
Then he responded to a possible fire and there she was, rocking his world when he didn't want it to be rocked.
To My...
Adeline was just a schoolteacher. She lived a boring life.
Until she stole something.
And it didn't have anything to do with the sexy firefighter’s heart.
Oh, she stole that, too, even if he didn't want it to be stolen.
Axe...
Kettle didn't realize just what kind of trouble Adeline was in until it nearly ripped her from his life.
There was no way anything was taking that away from him.
Not again.
One man was about to see up close and personal what fury looked like on the face of The Dixie Wardens MC’s enforcer.
Kettle had it all. Until he didn't.
He lost it all in a moment. One heart stopping, soul shattering moment, and there wasn't a single thing he could do about it.
From that day forward, he stayed away from relationships.
Then he responded to a possible fire and there she was, rocking his world when he didn't want it to be rocked.
To My...
Adeline was just a schoolteacher. She lived a boring life.
Until she stole something.
And it didn't have anything to do with the sexy firefighter’s heart.
Oh, she stole that, too, even if he didn't want it to be stolen.
Axe...
Kettle didn't realize just what kind of trouble Adeline was in until it nearly ripped her from his life.
There was no way anything was taking that away from him.
Not again.
One man was about to see up close and personal what fury looked like on the face of The Dixie Wardens MC’s enforcer.
“That thing’s
not going to pop off and nail someone in the eye, is it?” I asked dryly.
Adeline
collapsed backward on the bed, panting slightly before answering. “It would serve that bitch right. I can’t believe she gave me these jeans. I haven’t fit into these since I graduated
from college. We used to fight over them
constantly.”
She stood and
walked carefully towards me before collapsing into my arms.
I caught her
easily enough, supporting her weight with my arms as I walked her backward to
the bed and let us both fall.
She bounced with
me, landing in a heap with the corner of the comforter covering her face.
She didn’t
remove it, and I waited for a good ten seconds as I ground my hips into hers
before realizing that she didn’t plan on moving it.
Sighing, I
reached up and flipped the blanket off her face to find a smile on her lips
with her eyes closed.
“I’m not into
paper-bagging my women.” I quipped.
“Paper bagging?”
She asked, looping her arms around my neck.
“Yeah, covering
their faces as I fuck them.” I teased.
She scowled,
leaned forward, and bit me on the neck.
Her pointy
little teeth sank slightly in without breaking the skin, causing me to jerk in
reaction.
“Hey,” I said,
tickling her.
She started
laughing. “Uncle! Uncle! Stop!” She squealed.
I stopped
reluctantly and started to move off her when she wrapped her legs around my
hips, causing me to still. “Yes?”
“I need to make
a stop somewhere before you take me to school.” She said, running her fingers
along my bearded jaw.
I raised my arm
and glanced at the watch on my wrist before looking back at her. “You don’t have time to stop anywhere and get
there before eight.”
She
shrugged. “I’m always late. They wouldn’t know what to do with me if I
wasn’t late.”
I laughed and
stood up, taking her with me.
“Get your shoes
on,” I said, enforcing the demand with a quick slap to her ass.
She dropped her
legs from around my waist and laughed before turning and heading to the
bathroom.
Her ass looked
great in the jeans, which was no surprise since they were so tight she had to
wiggle and squirm to get into them. I
just hoped she didn’t rip them in the middle of class or something. I couldn’t even make out a panty line.
“Keep your pants
on.”
“If you’re
lucky!” I yelled as I made my way out to my living room.
I would be
taking Adeline to school today, due to her rental car being damaged in the
fire. Or, at least, that was what she
thought. In reality, I wanted to keep an
eye on her, otherwise I’d have let her use my truck.
Sure, the rental
had seen a bit of damage, but not enough to make it unusable. She didn’t need to know that, however. I’d had it towed by Dixie last night, so she
wouldn’t even see it to know that I’d lied.
Although ‘lied’
was such a harsh word. I liked ‘omitting
the truth’ better.
5 stars
Just an awesome follow up to the first book in the series, Lights To My SIren. Kettle is just that, waiting to go off, and when he does - Watch out! He is intense in everything that he does. He has a passion for his work, for his brothers in the club, and then for Adeline. She made me laugh at tomes so hard. She had spark and was sassy and fiesty. Best of all, Adeline and her twin sister, Viddy. They were a definite positive addition to the Dixie Wardens MC. Adeline and Kettle's relationship is not easy. They have to get through a lot, just to be together. Then come the twists and the WTF moments, not to mention the heartbreaking moments. Yeah, I'll admit I got teary a couple of times. It's a damn good book, and I sincerely can't wait for more in this series, and more from Lani. She's a fantastic writer who has made this genre her own with the Dixie Wardens MC. Her characters are fabulous, and so real. It was impossible to put this down once I started it. I can't wait to do it again.
I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.
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