"Here they come." Joey hurried over and opened the front door, propping it open.
He felt her smile clear through him. Standing there with his family, absorbing their excitement, he couldn't help believing he had everything a man could want in life.
Joey's gaze connected with his. She mouthed, "I love you."
Yeah, he had every damn thing he needed.
Dear Readers ~
I hope you enjoyed Wyatt and Joey's story. As with all the books in the Choices: Tarkio MC series, I think it's important to see the lives of the men "before" they swore their loyalty to a motorcycle club. No one ever makes the choice willy-nilly.
The last book in Choices: Tarkio MC series released April 13th. It's available at all retailers. I've included the first chapter at the end of this book. Check it out!
I've got great news. I'm receiving a lot of love for the Tarkio MC members. Curley, Priest, Roddy, and the other members have played their part in recruiting new members, and readers will be happy to know it won't be the last time you see those characters (and many other Tarkio members). I'll be giving some of the patched members of Tarkio MC their own book in a brand-new series. It's going to be rougher, hotter, and deeper inside the club. I hope you're as excited as I am.
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Love,
Debra
Author Bio
Debra Kayn is published by Grand Central Publishing, Simon & Schuster Publishing, Carina Press - Harlequin Enterprises Limited, and repped by agent, Stephany Evans of FinePrint Literary Management.
Believing everyone deserves to love and be loved, she takes the most unlikely characters and turns them into heroes and heroines.
She lives with her family in the Bitterroot Mountains of beautiful North Idaho where she enjoys the outdoors, the four seasons, and the wild animals that gather in her yard.
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Debra Kayn's Backlist
Choices: Tarkio MC series
Chasing His Fox
Burning Hot Rumors
Two Hearts Born to Love
Slag Motorcycle Club series
Roar & Lizzy – A Forever Kind of Love
Brage & Dinah – A Perfectly Captive Love
Elling & Brage – A War of Forbidden Love
Peer & Coco – A Runaway For Love
Escape to the Bitterroot Mountains series
Every Little Piece of Him
Every Girl Needs a Hero
Every Second in his Arms
A Brikken Motorcycle Club Saga series
Chief
Jett
Olin
Thorn
Notus Motorcycle Club series
Hard Reality
Hard Mistake
Hard Drifter
Hard Escape
Hard Proof
RONACKS MOTORCYCLE Club series
...or something
Don't Say It
Rather Be Wrong
Can't Stop Fate
Red Light: Silver Girls series
Blow Softly
Touch Slowly
Fall Gently
Moroad Motorcycle Club series
Wrapped Around Him
For Life
His Crime
Time Owed
Falling For Crazy
Chasing Down Changes
Bantorus Motorcycle Club series
Breathing His Air
Aching To Exhale
Soothing His Madness
Grasping for Freedom
Fighting To Ride
Struggling For Justice
Starving For Vengeance
Living A Beautiful War
Melt My Heart - Anthology
Laying Down His Colors – Bantorus Motorcycle Club
A Hard Body Novel series
Archer
Weston
The Chromes and Wheels Gang series
Biker Babe in Black
Ride Free
Healing Trace
Playing For Hearts series
Wildly
Seductively
Conveniently
Secretly
Surprisingly
Modern Love – Anthology
The Sisters of McDougal Ranch series
Chantilly's Cowboy
Val's Rancher
Margot's Lawman
Florentine's Hero
Single Titles
The Sandbar Saga
The Higher You Fly
Suite Cowboy
Hijinks
Resurrecting Charlie's Girl
Betraying the Prince
Love Rescued Me
Double Agent
Breaking Fire Code
Sneak PeekAll Of His Secrets
Book 4, Choices: Tarkio MC series
Available at all retailers
Chapter 11980Rick
A car zoomed past Rick Nolan on Interstate 90, ignoring his thumb. He lowered his hand to his side and kept walking along the side of the highway. The small piece of paper slipped to him in prison instructed him to take Exit 99. From there, he'd need to go two miles south to the address his cellmate, Nate had given him.
It'd taken him four days of hitchhiking to go two hundred miles. The blisters on his feet had popped yesterday, and the raw spots rubbed against the white prison-issued slip-on sneakers given to him upon his release from Montana State Prison.
The hum of traffic approaching behind him grew louder. He stuck out his thumb, putting one foot in front of the other. Beyond the point that if he stopped, he wasn't sure he'd be able to walk again because of the condition of his feet.
He focused on the distance ahead of him. There were only two more exits to go.
A pickup passed him in the right-hand lane. Brake lights flashed, and the vehicle slowed, pulling off to the side of the road, out of the way of traffic. Rick gritted his teeth against the pain encompassing his feet and walked faster.
Going up to the passenger side, he stuck his head in the open window. "Can I get a ride to Missoula?"
"Hop in the back. I'm going as far as the airport. When you want to get out, knock on the window." The older man lifted his chin. "Hunker down. It's getting windy."
He planted his foot on the tire and heaved himself into the bed of the truck. Sweat broke out on his head as pain shot up his legs. Thankful when the driver reentered traffic, and the breeze dried his face, he closed his eyes at the relief of being off his feet, knowing in ten minutes he'd have to find the strength to jump out at his destination.
Fuck, he was tired. He hadn't found time to ground himself on the outside.
For the last seven years, his body had adapted to the prison system schedule. He had no idea how the world had changed and what was waiting for him.
All he could do was follow the directions he'd memorized from the piece of paper he'd flushed in the toilet in his cell before the guards caught him. With his luck, he'd show up at the address and
