Trace by Melissa Devenport

True love is put to the ultimate test. Till death us do part just got real.
The run down neighborhood looks even worse this rainy Detroit evening. When Sandra’s car suddenly breaks down it’s like a terrible joke. Especially since her eight-year-old son is also in the car.
The fact that a notorious biker club is housed just across the street wouldn’t normally improve on the situation. But this time it’s different. Suddenly he stands there. Same old boots but the biker vest is new. It’s many years since they split, but Trace looks himself. Almost. His eyes are deeper, darker. No fine lines or gray. It’s as if age and time never bothered with him. He’s a handsome man with a luscious aura that almost asks to be tasted. She’s spent almost a decade missing him. She still does.
Sandra looks like an angel. The flowing blonde hair and cornflower blue eyes make her curvy body look as stunning as ever. He had left because he couldn’t burden her anymore with the weight of his demons. A decision that still haunts him. An instant chill travels through every muscle in his powerful body when he lays eyes on the kid. It’s like looking at a ghost of himself at that age.
Why did he ever choose a destructive lifestyle over a woman who could have been his everything? The only woman he has ever loved.
Enough is enough. He wants out. Get his life together. A new start. Would she let him? The club prez will certainly not be pleased. Other bikers have died for less.
TRUE LOVE IS PUT TO THE ULTIMATE TEST. TILL DEATH US DO PART JUST GOT REAL.