Mike Dufrane fled a traumatic youth, hard years haunted by an abusive biker father, poverty and degradation, by escaping into the military. There he found only more savage violence. Then a chance encounter with an animal rescue group showed him another way. On an Indian reservation in the southwest, he finds a place to make a difference. Rez Dogs Rescue Shelter will be his route to build a positive life. Then a handsome Native American rides up on a Harley and throws Mike’s plans for a loop.<br><br>Adam was not there when his kid brother needed guidance and a firm hand. Back from two tours with Special Forces, he starts a youth center on the Rez to try to atone for his error but he cannot give up his Harley or his image as one bad ass biker. When an outsider starts a shelter for abused and neglected dogs, Adam initially finds it ludicrous but then recognizes a purpose similar to his own. However, the stranger seems to fear or hate bikers and is reluctant to begin a friendship. When crime and danger threaten both their projects, they have to join forces to prevail and suppressed attraction bursts into flame.

Rez Dogs and Scooter Trash

Adam steered him toward the cubicle that made up his living space. “Go lie down before you fall down. You can sleep a while, but I’ll be waking you up every couple of hours to be sure you’re okay.”


“I know the drill,” Mike mumbled as he dropped onto the edge of the cot and struggled to unlace his shoes. “I wish you’d just go, though. I haven’t had a babysitter since I was about three. After that, my mom had two more kids and quit going out when dad partied. When she got drunk, I took care of the younger ones.”


“I’m no babysitter. Just want to be sure the Red Peril gang doesn’t show up and rip off some of those meds you’ve got for the dogs. You ought to keep them out of sight.”


“I hid some and I’ve got a safe coming this week. I’ll lock up all the risky stuff as soon as I can.”


Adam grunted. “Whatever. Go to sleep.”


Chapter 14