Metalhead (Book 3): Trojans MC, #3

By Evelyn Glass

This is book 3 and the finale of the Trojans MC romance series!

She was too pure for me, but I screwed her anyways.

She wanted a taste of the biker life.

So I bent her over my bed and showed her how to please me.

It's exactly what she asked for, and I'm more than happy to help her out.

As long as she's okay with hitting the streets as soon as I'm through with her.

Because I've got a club to run and a city to conquer.

I don't have time for this nosy reporter looking to use me for her big break.

I'm the one who's gonna be using her, not the other way around.

But my attitude gets flipped on its head when Shayla leaves me before I can do the same to her.

I find myself feeling something so weird, so unfamiliar.

I want her back?

It doesn't make any sense.

I've had every wayward woman in the city.

Why do I care about this one?

But the heart wants what it wants.

So here's what I'm going to do:

Drag Shayla back into my world.

Put my ring on her finger.

And fill her belly with my baby.

And then I'll never let her leave me again.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Dec 14, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393960102

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Metalhead: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Trojans MC Book 3)

By Evelyn Glass

She was too pure for me, but I screwed her anyways.

SHE WANTED A TASTE of the biker life.

So I bent her over my bed and showed her how to please me.

It’s exactly what she asked for, and I’m more than happy to help her out.

As long as she’s okay with hitting the streets as soon as I’m through with her.

Because I’ve got a club to run and a city to conquer.

I don’t have time for this nosy reporter looking to use me for her big break.

I’m the one who’s gonna be using her, not the other way around.

But my attitude gets flipped on its head when Shayla leaves me before I can do the same to her.

I find myself feeling something so weird, so unfamiliar.

I want her back?

It doesn’t make any sense.

I’ve had every wayward woman in the city.

Why do I care about this one?

But the heart wants what it wants.

So here’s what I’m going to do:

Drag Shayla back into my world.

Put my ring on her finger.

And fill her belly with my baby.

And then I’ll never let her leave me again.

Chapter 1

Shayla was a bundle of nerves for her first daytime interview, but she was so excited to see Luke again that she nearly ran out the door in the morning. She drove to the station first to pick up the news van, then hopped in the back with the camera guy Amy had picked out for the week.

Both the camera guy, Pierce, and the guy driving the van, Bernard, looked sleepy and not nearly as excited as Shayla. She wished them a merry good morning anyhow, and began touching up her makeup in the back seat. She wanted to look perfect, both for her field reporting debut and for Luke.

Pierce drove the van through the downtown hub of Templeton. It was a quiet morning, and the shops along the street were just putting out their signs. People walking along the cement sidewalk stared warily at the sky above, wondering if it was going to rain today. According to what Sam Gardener had told everyone on the news last night, there was a sixty percent chance of it. The sky certainly looked grim—all gray and mottled with clouds.

But Shayla’s good mood could not and would not be shattered by some lousy weather and a motley camera crew. She kept on smiling the whole way to Luke’s auto shop. Admittedly, Shayla hadn’t expected his shop to also have a tattoo parlor running out of it, and that threw her off her game a bit. She wasn’t sure what angle to use to approach that, considering he’d picked the two roughest businesses to combine, but settled on idea rich entrepreneur.

Luke greeted her out front, standing by that tattoo parlor portion of the establishment. Behind him, Shayla observed a hulking mass of a man with a long, gray beard stepping into the tattoo shop. Through the open door she saw that it looked clean inside, at least.

Hey beautiful, said Luke, pulling Shayla toward him for a kiss.

She squirmed and looked back at Pierce and Bernard, but neither seemed to care. She and Luke could probably have dropped to the ground and started rutting without either of them taking much notice. Where had Amy picked these guys up from?

Luke gave her a peck on the lips and released her with a devious grin. You look gorgeous.

Shayla flushed. Thanks. She looked back at Pierce and Bernard. How long do you guys need to get set up?

We’re good now. Just let us know when you’re ready, Bernard replied.

She turned back to Luke. Did you look through the list of questions I sent you?

At work yesterday she’d emailed Luke a list of detailed questions that covered every base she might want to cover during the initial interview.

Luke shrugged. I skimmed it.

Shayla rolled her eyes and smacked him on the arm. You better not mess up! I don’t want to do fifteen million takes!

He reached behind her and gave her butt a little squeeze. Don’t you worry, little one. You don’t get to where I am in life without being able to breeze through a few questions.

Despite her surface irritation, Shayla’s heart fluttered. She gathered her wits and began looking around the area, trying to ascertain the best spot for an interview. She decided on in front of one of the open garage doors, where viewers would see both the flowering bush out front and the hive of activity in the shop.

Let’s set you up here, Shayla said, moving Luke into place. She ran back to the van and grabbed Pierce and her microphone, and they conducted a short sound test. Then the interview began.

Pierce counted them in, and Shayla plastered a smile on her face as she stared down the lens and hoped that Luke was doing the same.

Hello, and thank you for joining us on this KTMA special: A Week in the Life of a Biker. My name is Shayla Queene, and I’m joined here by Luke Cinder, leader of the Trojans Motorcycle Club and visionary entrepreneur.

There was a low chuckle from the man to her left, and Shayla resisted the urge to stomp on his foot. She turned her body slightly toward Luke.

Luke, how are you today?

His mouth was innocent but his eyes spoke of sin. I’m excellent, Ms. Queene. How are you?

I’m excited to get a glimpse into your life and culture, she responded. What kinds of things will you be showing us today?

I thought I’d give you a tour of the shop, and you can meet some of the guys who work for me and ride in my club. Then I thought I’d take you for a ride, Ms. Queene.

The formality of his statement battled with the glint of mischief in his eyes. Shayla’s core began to heat up, despite herself. How was she going to make it through the day without jumping his bones?

That sounds great. Let’s see what you’ve got in the shop.

Luke began walking through the garage doors, and Shayla and her team followed. Shayla tried not to gawk or drool at all the burly, tattooed guys that were scattered about the place. Luke took them around and introduced them to the guys, each one just as polite and congenial as their boss. In the tattoo parlor, a young woman around Shayla’s age was getting a tattoo in memory of her deceased mother. Shayla wondered if Luke had planned that or not. Either way, it was great TV.

Outside again, Shayla prepared for the interview portion. Now that the viewers knew a little about Luke’s business, they would be more engaged with what he had to say as a person.

So Luke, she began. There are a lot of misconceptions and taboos concerning bikers. What kind of untruths would you like to expose?

Luke replied without a missing a beat. I think the most important thing for people to know is that we’re just ordinary people who happen to love riding bikes. We don’t wake up each day wondering how we can scandalize people next. He smiled at Shayla. We just want normal things in life, you know?

And what kind of normal things would you like, Luke?

Luke turned his smile up to a dazzling degree. I think I’d like a wife and kids someday. Maybe some acreage out in the country and some chickens.

Shayla tried not to let her face go flat. He was messing with her. At least he seemed completely genuine though, so the viewers wouldn’t know the difference.

That certainly sounds like one way to retire, Shayla replied. Is there anything else you’d like to let people know about you or your organization?

Luke put an arm around Shayla’s shoulder. Just that we’re excited for you to see what we’re all about.

Well I’m sure our viewers can’t wait to see for themselves. Hang tight.

The cameras cut, and Pierce and Bernard went back to the van to download the footage. Shayla turned to Luke with a scowl. "Did