The first time it happens, I'm backed against a pool table in a crowded biker clubhouse.Three outlaw bikers closing in like I'm a Christmas treat they can't wait to unwrap. Rafe, the cold, commanding president who declares to the entire MC that I'm their shared holiday old lady.Ash, the flirty mechanic who looks at me like he already knows every secret I'm hiding.Bishop, the silent, scarred soldier whose steady hands make my knees shake harder than the blizzard outside. They think I'm a curvy reporter writing a human-interest piece.They don't know I'm Detective Noelle Hart.Undercover, wired, and sent to bring the Steel Vipers down. But the longer I'm trapped with them...The more their protection, their attention, their heat feels like something I never knew I needed. Until Rafe pulls me into the shadows.Rips open my jacket.And finds the wire.