

“To bed.”
“Hmmm … okay.” She wound her arms around my neck and melted into me. “I … liii-ke you. You’re sweet.”
“Not sweet, August.”
“Um-hmm. Yes, you are. The big, bad biker is toe-tally sweet. Gunner … Gunner … Gunner is sweeeet.”
“What is it about you?” Shaking my head, I entered the clubhouse and started towards her room. “How can you get to me the way you do?”
She looked up at me with drunken eyes as she asked, “I get to you?”
“Um … yeah, you do.” I kept moving forward then said, “You’re gonna have to stop doing that.”
“Okay, I’ll stop.” Without skipping a beat, she mumbled, “What kind of name is Gunner anyway? You got a thing for guns?”
“Uh … no, not exactly.” Hoping she wouldn’t remember in the morning, I admitted, “I got a thing for getting shot.”
“Someone shot sweet Gunner? That’s just not right.” She laid her head back on my shoulder and said, “Gunner’s not your real name.”
“No, it’s not.” I continued down the hallway. “Gunner is my road name. My real name is Cade.”
“Cade,” she purred. “Ooohhh … I like that even better. You look like Cade.”


Leslie Wilder grew up in a small town in West Tennessee. A country girl at heart, she’s always thought that life is too short, but she had no idea how short it really was until her brother passed away in 2014. She’s always been an avid reader, loving the escape only a great book can give, and wondered if she had what it took to write one of the wild romances she’d come to adore. With the support of her family and friends, she published Inferno: A Devil Chaser’s MC, one year after her brother’s death. With him in mind, she fulfilled her lifetime dream of writing. Since then, she’s completed the Devil Chaser’s Series and continued on with the Satan’s Fury MC Series. She has so many stories in her head, and can’t wait to share each and every one.





















