Booger: He’s shipping me off to Vegas in the hopes that it will squash whatever fire is starting to ignite between Camila and I. Fist is a smart bastard, I’ll give him that. What he doesn’t realize is that I’m not the type to give up easily.
He’s warned me to stay away, but the heart wants what it wants, and I want Camila. I may be going to Vegas, but she’ll be on the back of my bike the whole way whether he likes it or not.
Camila: The Reapers MC was my saving grace when I needed them. Hiding me from the Mexican Cartel, they kept me alive.
Fist, the Prez, learned to love me like I was the second daughter he never had. He took his oath of protection that he made to Reed from the Skulls Renegade MC to the heart. Fist wants to protect me from everything and make sure that I don’t end up back in the evil clutches of Rafael Ramirez.
What happens when I don’t want life to hold me back anymore, when I finally want to live in the sun instead of hiding in the dark?
Boog is my way to get there, and I want to take that shot.
Contains mature themes.