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A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this chapter.

I have decided on a full on leather ensamble today. Tight black leather pants, that literally look as if they have been sewn on my body. A black leather halterneck top that has a zip in the front and my black knee high leather high heel boots. After ten minutes of leaving the dingy motel just outside of Melrose Hills I enter the small town.

This town is owned and run by the Knights Legends, an MC that my cousin Chris is affiliated with. This town seems so small and quiet, how does the MC do any work here.

I stop off at Pat's Tats a tattoo parlour which I guess is run by the MC. The big tribal chopper in the window being the dead give away.

I get off my bike and head towards the shop. The door chimes as I enter the vast space in front of me. Finally lifting the helmet from my head and shaking my long hair down my back, coming face to face with a burley bald headed man behind the counter. He is gorgeous in that rugged way. No hair, tattoos and piercings in every available orifice.

My jaw drops when he tilts his head to the left and a smirk that could have my pants at my knees in seconds. His husky voice sends shivers down my spine.

"Hello gorgeous, and how can I service you today?" He asks lickin his lips. Practically salivating. Well I am not far off from doing the exact same thing. This man is delicious.

"Hey, I am looking for the garage, can you help me out?" I ask this dangerous good looking man behind the counter.

"I am actually looking for Hammer, my cousin Chris sent me"

"Damn baby girl, ... hold up, Chris get ur ass out here boy" he yells to the back of the shop. A curtain opens and there in all his shirtless glory, stands Chris.

I haven't seen him in almost seven years. And boy, how he has changed. If we weren't family, we could be in a lot of trouble. He is all manly and muscular with tats adorning his broad chest and arms.

"F*ck my living Aunt Sa... Mel" he rushes over to me grabbing me in a tight embrace. Making me weaze with the slight pain I still feel in my ribs. It will take some time to get Sabine away, that much I know. I have been playing with my new name for the past week and i am loving it.

"Look at you, my god, how you have grown" he says smiling down at me.

"Chris, wow" I am stunned into silence. Where is the tall lanky boy I used to know.

From out of nowhere a low grumble is heard "F***ing gorgeous, if you ask me?" A smirk playing on hotties face and a blush running over my cheeks. Thank god for small mercies that make up can cover so much. The bruises have disappeared somewhat over the week, the lipstick covers the now small split that is still on my lip.

"Slade, no one asked you" Chris says twisting slightly to give Slade a nasty glare.

"Meet my cousin Melissa-Rose. Hands off this one Slade, I mean it, she's family" Chris grabs me around the waiste pulling me closer to him.

"Let me get my shit, then we can head off to see Hammer at the garage. Wait here sweetie?" Chris says before going back into the room he exited a few minutes ago.

"Slade, I will be gone for about an hour, can you push back Pistols appointment bro" Chris shouts out of the room to Slade. This man can't take his eyes off of me.

I swear I can see jealousy and for just a split second Slade schools his emotions.

"What ya want with Hammer gorgeous?" Slade looks over me from head to toe then leasurely rakes his eyes back over my body yet again. It leaves heat all over my body where his eyes are looking.

"Now that would be telling" I say winking at Slade before bending to pick up my helmet that is lying haphazardly at my feet. How can I even think of flirting at a time like this, my life is in danger, I am on the run for fuck sake.

Chris comes bounding out the room wearing a tight black t-shirt while pulling a leather cut over his shoulders.

"You riding with me cuz?" Chris asks making our way to the door.

"Ah no Chris, I have my own piece of metal that vibrates between my thighs" I say looking over at Slade as he shudders and shakes his head. A wicked gleam in his eyes.

"She's a beaut cuz, okay follow me then, it's not so far at least?" Chris says looking at my red monster on the curb, putting on his helmet and starting up his bike.

I followed Chris till the outskirts of Melrose Hills and into the car park of the bike shop that is obviously owned by the MC.

As Chris and I ride up and park our bikes, I look at a few guys working on bikes and a few more standing outside smoking and shooting the breeze. They all turn there heads and watch as I pull my helmet off and place it on the handlebars.

With my feet firmly planted on either side of my bike I saw quite a few jaws drop and hit the floor. This just made me smirk. Guys will forever be guys. Enomoured by a woman on a boney. Especially a monster like my R1. That's a lot of horsepower between my thighs and I handle her better than most woman. Especially at my age.

"Hey guys, this is my cousin Melissa-Rose" Chris says looking so proud.

"She will be staying at the club house for a few days, so hands off, she is family" he finds the need to reiterate that statement yet again. He is such a buzz kill.

Yea I have been a through a hard time and still need to sort my shit out, but between all these godlike men, my labido is going to go through the roof. I mean like seriously, were all these guys top models or were they GQ's centerfolds.

We get off our bikes and head towards the guys standing outside in their cuts. Chris introduces me to the guys they are prospects, Lou, Vince, Smiley and Tanner. I loose intrest on all there babble and decide to take a look around. I walk into the building just looking around when I accidentally bump into a solid warm wall.

My hands are on a solid wall of chest, I slowly avert my eyes, looking up into the darkest of eyes, I am already mesmerised. Rough hands holding my hips so that I didn't topple over.

"Sorry, I was looking for Hammer, I am here ... (swoon)", shaking the daze and mist from my brain I try again.

"Sorry" my cheeks feel overheated and the blush must surely have made me look like a tomato. I am so embarrassed.

"What would a sweet thing like you want with Hammer?" He asks looking rather surprised. The gruffness of his voice though should ruffle my feathers it has the opposite effect. It soothes over my troubled soul making me feel calm and at ease.

"I am Melissa-Rose, Chris' cousin" my voice seems unable to utter anymore. My mouth feels dry all of a sudden and my tongue feels like it sticks to the roof of my mouth.

I feel incapable, I feel like a school girl in my late teens, fawning over a crush. I just bumped into this guy for crying out loud. What the hell.

"Oh hey Hammer, I see you met my cousin Melissa-Rose?" Chris saunters in clearing his throat.

A/N: The next chapter will be from Hammer.