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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Iron (Exiled Guardians MC #8)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B08GKY2Y5Q</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Maddy<br />
I’ve been in love with Iron forever. He looked out for me when we were growing up and always made me feel special.<br />
But now I want him to look at me more than just his friend. I want him to see me as a woman.<br />
Iron<br />
Maddy’s always been mine. Even if I couldn’t have her. But when she has a run in with one of my rivals, all bets are off.<br />
No one is going to hurt her. My club and I will protect her until it’s my last breath. And then I’m going to make her mine.<br />
Dear Reader,<br />
I love to read MC romances. I’ve just always enjoyed reading about the tightness of the MC brothers and the way they love their women. I love it so much that I have always wanted to write one. However, being a short story romance author, it seemed impossible to build an in depth storyline like most MC romance series, but I wanted to give it a try. Therefore, I present to you my version of an MC romance. I’m borrowing the term MC Lite from Frankie Love. It is heavy on the motorcycle club sense of family, it has lots of alpha men and the curvy women that love them. However, it is a little lite on the drama and most violence is handled off page. I sincerely hope you like it.<br />
This is a Steamy, Sweet, Short Story Romance. No Cliffhangers. This is the seventh story in the Exiled Guardians MC Series. If you love short romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/exiled-guardians-mc-series-by-hope-ford">Exiled Guardians MC Series by Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>1<br><br>Maddy<br><br>And there he is.<br />
<br />
I slow down my car as much as possible without drawing all the Exiled Guardian club members’ attention. They’re standing outside the clubhouse, no doubt planning out their day.<br />
<br />
I drive this way to work every day just hoping for a glance of Joshua Pierce, or as people now call him, Iron. He has on his boots, jeans and the signature Exiled Guardians sleeveless leather vest. He’s walking away from one of the women that I see coming or going a lot there. Even though there are about six guys all dressed the same, I can always spot him. To me, he stands out among the rest of them. It could be the fact that I’ve been in love with him since I was fourteen years old. Or maybe it’s the way his shoulder-length hair is always tousled and makes me want to run my fingers through it. Or the fact that he’s always got a smile on his face. Well, except for lately. I can tell he’s had something on his mind, but he’s not talking to me about it.<br />
<br />
And why should he? Our parents knew each other and my dad asked Iron to look out for me while we were growing up. And Iron held up his word and looked out for me a few times when I’d needed it. The only problem with that is now he thinks of himself as some kind of brother figure. He definitely doesn’t look at me like a love interest.<br />
<br />
Dammit!<br />
<br />
I drive into town and start work. My dad owns the hardware store, and instead of going off to college or doing something else, I stayed here. One, because I couldn’t imagine leaving here because it would mean leaving Iron. And although he probably wouldn’t care, it would devastate me.<br />
<br />
Secondly, I’m all my father has. My mother died when I was young, and it’s always been just me and him. There’s no way I could leave him. So I’m here, working in Dad’s store and breathlessly waiting for when Iron comes in or I see him around town.<br />
<br />
The waiting is getting old though. Watching him, waiting on him to notice me has completely overtaken every thought I have. So today, I plan to do something about it.<br />
<br />
I can tell my dad is surprised by his raised eyebrows when I walk in, but he doesn’t say anything. I know I look ridiculous. Working at a hardware store has never given me any reason to change out of my jeans and T-shirts. But today is different. Today I have a plan. And I put a skirt on for it.<br />
<br />
Every Wednesday, Iron and a few of his friends from the garage come into town to eat lunch at the Grease Rack. And today is Wednesday.<br />
<br />
I feel like I’ve been preparing for this day my whole life. This is my chance. We are adults now. It’s high time I let him know I’m into him. Maybe once I do, he’ll change the way he looks at me.<br />
<br />
At lunch time, I take my break and sit on the front stoop. My sandwich sets in the tote beside me but I know I’m not going to eat it. My nerves couldn’t possibly let me eat anything right now. I keep watching the road, knowing that any minute ten to fifteen motorcycles are going to pass me and go to the parking lot of the Grease Rack two doors down. I can hear them from a distance, and I hold my breath anxiously. Two by two, I see them shift and slow down as they get to Main Street. And one by one, they drive by me and I wait for the one man that I know will lift his hand and wave at me. But he never comes. All the bikers shut their bikes off and walk into the restaurant. And I keep watching, wondering if I missed him somehow.<br />
<br />
But I didn’t. When the last one walks into the restaurant, a part of me starts to breathe a little easier, thinking that maybe I’ll have one more day to prepare. And then another bike sounds in the distance, and the way my heart speeds up, I already know exactly who it is.<br />
<br />
I watch the dust flying behind him as he pulls onto the main road. He stops and parks his bike in front of the hardware store. He does that sometimes, mostly because he’ll need something from the store or something and gets it after he eats. I watch as he climbs off the bike. He runs his hands through his hair and smooths it back. He must have seen me sitting here, because he doesn’t look surprised. Normally, he would give me a smile, tell me “hey,” and keep going. But not today. Today I’m hoping for more.<br />
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Maggie<br />
From the first moment I saw him, I was attracted to him. Even though he was ten years younger than me, I still fell for his growly, alpha ways.<br />
<br />
Brewer<br />
I’m a player. Always have been. But when I meet Maggie, she turns me upside down.<br />
I want to claim her, make her mine… I just have to convince her she wants the same thing.<br />
<br />
Dear Reader,<br />
I love to read MC romances. I’ve just always enjoyed reading about the tightness of the MC brothers and the way they love their women. I love it so much that I have always wanted to write one. However, being a short story romance author, it seemed impossible to build an in depth storyline like most MC romance series, but I wanted to give it a try. Therefore, I present to you my version of an MC romance. I’m borrowing the term MC Lite from Frankie Love. It is heavy on the motorcycle club sense of family, it has lots of alpha men and the curvy women that love them. However, it is a little lite on the drama and most violence is handled off page. I sincerely hope you like it.<br />
<br />
This is a Steamy, Sweet, Short Story Romance. No Cliffhangers. This is the seventh story in the Exiled Guardians MC Series. If you love short romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/exiled-guardians-mc-series-by-hope-ford">Exiled Guardians MC Series by Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>1<br><br>Brewer<br><br>Watching her get out of the car, I drop the wrench in my hand to the ground. I stand up, wiping my hands on my coveralls. Mikey starts walking toward her, but I put a hand out to stop him. No one is helping her. No one but me.<br />
<br />
I look at her the whole time I walk out of the bay and don’t stop until I’m standing right next to her, with only a car door separating us.<br />
<br />
She’s beautiful. Her red hair is short and shaped around her face. Her big blue eyes are staring back at me and I know exactly what she’s thinking. The same thing as me. The hell of it is, though, I don’t hold my thoughts back. If I want something I go for it.<br />
<br />
Her forehead creases and the open, interested look on her face from only moments ago is now gone. I’m going to have to pull back a little on her, get her to open up. “Hey! How can I help you?”<br />
<br />
She stutters, but then shakes her head a little and finally says, “I have a tire that keeps going low. I don’t know if I have a nail in it or what’s wrong with it.”<br />
<br />
“Sure, what’s your name?” I mean to keep it light, but it’s almost like I’m demanding her name instead of asking it.<br />
<br />
She cocks her head to the side and I smile. It’s an easy smile, laid back and meant to show her I mean no harm. But damn, on the inside, I’m fighting not to pick her up, throw her over my shoulder and take her home with me so I can fuck her three ways to Sunday.<br />
<br />
“Maggie. Maggie Lane.”<br />
<br />
I pull a small pad of paper out of my pocket and write her name down. “What’s your phone number, Maggie?”<br />
<br />
When she doesn’t respond, I look up from the paper in my hand. She’s looking at me skeptically. “Are you sticking around? Waiting for the car?”<br />
<br />
She shakes her head and gestures to the car parked at the end of the lot. “No, I have a friend waiting for me.”<br />
<br />
I look where she gestures, but I can’t tell if it’s a man or a woman behind the wheel by the way it’s angled. I nod my head, pushing my jealous feelings to the side, “Okay, well, if you give me your number I’ll call you when it’s ready.”<br />
<br />
She laughs then and shakes her head. “Oh, yeah, of course.” She gives me her digits and I write them down quickly then repeat them to her, already committing them to memory.<br />
<br />
I put the pen and paper back in my pocket and take the keys she’s holding out to me. When our hands collide, I can’t stop my sharp intake of breath. I look into her eyes, and I know she feels it too. I wrap my big palm around hers which is still holding the keys. I’m about to pull her into me but stop suddenly. She feels it. I know she feels it. Her cheeks are red, the pulse at the side of her neck is practically vibrating, her nostrils are flared, and her hard nipples are pushing against her white button-down shirt.<br />
<br />
Oh, she wants it. There’s no doubt. But she’s fighting it. Her posture locks up and her eyes widen. I stand there with her hand in mine, fighting with myself on what to do. When she tugs her hand from mine, it’s like the moment is lost. Her face is void of any emotion.<br />
<br />
I want to ask her if she has a man. But in the end, I don’t. Because honestly, it doesn’t matter. Not to me. Even if she has someone now, she won’t for long. I’ve never felt this intense need for someone and I’m not going to let anything come between us.<br />
<br />
When she realizes that we’re just standing here , staring at each other, she turns around and starts to walk off. She stops around ten feet away and turns around to look at me. I still haven’t moved. I can’t take my eyes off her. I’m pretty sure she just caught me staring at her ass also. And man, what an ass. Just watching her curvy body walk away gets my heart racing and my blood boiling. Not to mention the hardening bulge between my legs. She gets to the car and sits down, still watching me out the window as she pulls away.<br><br>Maggie<br><br>“Everything okay?” Christie asks me as I sit down in the passenger seat of her car.<br />
<br />
Nodding my head, I put on my seatbelt. “Yes. Thanks for picking me up.”<br />
<br />
“It’s no problem. We’re going to the same place and I drive right past here,” she says. She starts talking about the day ahead and I get lost in thought.<br />
<br />
She pulls out of the parking lot and I’m still watching him as we drive away. His name is Brewer. He didn’t tell me that, but it was the name on his coveralls. I couldn’t see much because of his clothes, but I could tell enough to get my body humming under his scrutiny. I felt it and I know he did too. There was definitely a connection. Not that I’m going to do anything about it.<br />
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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Rider (Exiled Guardians MC #6)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Willow<br />
I did it. I fell in love with my best friend. Should I mention he’s a player?<br />
So, I make a proposition – we be friends with benefits. Surely, it won’t backfire.<br />
<br />
Rider<br />
I’m in a motorcycle club and my best friend is a girl. She wants to be friends with benefits.<br />
I want forever. Somehow, someway, I’m going to convince her how good love can be between friends.<br />
<br />
Dear Reader,<br />
I love to read MC romances. I’ve just always enjoyed reading about the tightness of the MC brothers and the way they love their women. I love it so much that I have always wanted to write one. However, being a short story romance author, it seemed impossible to build an in depth storyline like most MC romance series, but I wanted to give it a try. Therefore, I present to you my version of an MC romance. I’m borrowing the term MC Lite from Frankie Love. It is heavy on the motorcycle club sense of family, it has lots of alpha men and the curvy women that love them. However, it is a little lite on the drama and most violence is handled off page. I sincerely hope you like it.<br />
<br />
This is a Steamy, Sweet, Short Story Romance. No Cliffhangers. This is the sixth story in the Exiled Guardians MC Series. If you love short romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you. <br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/exiled-guardians-mc-series-by-hope-ford">Exiled Guardians MC Series by Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>1<br><br>Rider<br><br>Sitting at the bar and looking around the clubhouse, I barely recognize it anymore. Since quite a few of my brothers have settled down and found themselves with ol’ ladies, well let’s just say a Friday night at the Exiled Guardians Clubhouse is not what it used to be. The twinkies are still here, but they pretty much stay on one side and out of the ol’ ladies’ hair. You would think I would be over there with them. But nope, instead, I’m sitting here at the bar talking to Keeper. Well, when he isn’t sucking face with his girlfriend Lilly.<br />
<br />
I give all of them a hard time. Keeper, Smoky, Brick, Tatts… even Sniper, our MC president. They all are pussy whipped now. And I don’t let them forget it. I’m known as a player to most of them. But what they don’t realize is that I’m actually jealous of what they have. I look over at the twinkies and Iron and Brewer all playing pool. They’re laughing and having a good time and they all know that they are going to be going home satisfied tonight.<br />
<br />
I could have that. All I’d have to do is nod at one of the twinkies and they would come to me, no questions asked, and no worries about a relationship tomorrow. But in the last several months, hell, let’s be honest, since my best friend, Willow, came back into town, well, I haven’t thought about getting easy pussy. Nope. I look over at Keeper as he steals a kiss from Lilly and look quickly away, not wanting to interrupt their moment. Nope, what I want is Willow, in my house, in my bed, in my life. I would gladly give up all the easy pussy for that.<br />
<br />
As if thinking about her all the time isn’t enough, now I think I hear her too. When I keep hearing her, I turn toward the door and she’s stopped by Brewer who’s undoubtedly trying to charm his way into her pants. I laugh watching them. Yeah, my pulse starts to race thinking about another man with my Willow, but the problem with that is, Willow can undoubtedly take care of herself.<br />
<br />
She sees me from across the room and waves. I start to get up, thinking she might in fact need my help, but she shakes her head. I turn completely around in my stool to watch the action go down. She brushes her hair off her shoulder as she laughs at something Brewer is saying. The smile on her face is not her trademark smile; no, this is the one that says “I don’t want to hurt your feelings, but if you come any closer, I’m going to” smile.<br />
<br />
I would feel pity for Brewer, knowing what’s coming, but I don’t. He of all the men here can take it. Plus, he’s been warned to stay away from Willow. However, his argument was if I’m not going to claim her, then I can’t hide her. It’s the truth too, I know it, but I don’t have to like it.<br />
<br />
I watch her face right before she goes in for the kill. I know it’s coming, but by the rigid way Brewer is standing, he wasn’t expecting it.<br />
<br />
When the twinkies and Iron start laughing, I know that Willow just delivered a good one. I can see Brewer’s shoulders shake and she one-arm hugs him before walking away. I’m sure Iron is busting his balls about whatever it is that Willow said to him, but I’m not watching them. No, I’m watching Willow in her short skirt and tall boots strut toward me. Her wide hips shimmy and shake the whole way. I almost kick myself, knowing I shouldn’t be eye-fucking my best friend this way, but also knowing that I’m nowhere near dead. And you’d have to be dead without a pulse to not notice the magnificence of Willow.<br />
<br />
I pull out the stool next to me and she slides onto it. Her skirt hikes up and the creamy skin of her thick thighs draws my attention and I can’t look away. “Ugh, too short, I know. I put on a little weight and everything is too short these days.” She laughs self consciously.<br />
<br />
I drag my eyes away from her legs and up to her eyes. She’s looking at me with a weird look on her face and I know that I’ve been caught staring. I flush and look away.<br />
<br />
“Okay…. Well, Keeper, can I get a shot of Tequila?”<br />
<br />
My head whips around so fast I almost give myself whiplash. “Tequila?” I ask her loudly.<br />
<br />
She just shrugs her shoulders. “Yep.”<br />
<br />
Willow and I met when I was home on leave and she was in college. We were both at a local bar burning off steam and ended up getting drunk together. I’ve often thought about what might have happened between us if we hadn’t got so drunk that first night we passed out. We woke up the next morning both sick and hungover. Since that day, we’ve been best friends. She wrote me letters while I was in the service, I go to all the big events in her life and even when I came back from being stationed overseas for years, left the life I thought I had and joined the MC, she still stuck by me.<br />
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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Keeper (Exiled Guardians MC #5)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B083Q66Y75</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Lilly<br />
I found my brother, the President of the Exiled Guardians, when I was eighteen. He wanted me safe and sent me away to college.<br />
But now I’m back… and the one man I’ve thought about all these years is still here and I’m pretty sure he’s been waiting for me.<br />
<br />
Keeper<br />
She’s the Exiled Guardian’s President’s younger sister. She’s forbidden… to me and every other brother in the club. <br />
I thought I could fight temptation, especially when she’s sent away. But when she comes back, older and even more beautiful than before, all bets are off.<br />
<br />
Dear Reader,<br />
I love to read MC romances. I’ve just always enjoyed reading about the tightness of the MC brothers and the way they love their women. I love it so much that I have always wanted to write one. However, being a short story romance author, it seemed impossible to build an in depth storyline like most MC romance series, but I wanted to give it a try. Therefore, I present to you my version of an MC romance. I’m borrowing the term MC Lite from Frankie Love. It is heavy on the motorcycle club sense of family, it has lots of alpha men and the curvy women that love them. However, it is a little lite on the drama and most violence is handled off page. I sincerely hope you like it.<br />
<br />
This is a Steamy, Sweet, Short Story Romance. No Cliffhangers. This is the fifth story in the Exiled Guardians MC Series. If you love short romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/exiled-guardians-mc-series-by-hope-ford">Exiled Guardians MC Series by Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>1<br><br>Keeper<br><br>Two Years Ago<br><br>“Keeper, make sure none of the guys mess with Lilly. I’ll be back in a few hours.” Sniper, our MC president, gives me a glare and then walks out the door, leaving Lilly and me standing next to each other.<br />
<br />
Lilly’s been here for a few weeks. The instant I heard that Sniper found out he had a half-sister and she was coming to visit, I knew she would be off limits. I had no doubt that he wouldn’t want any of us, no matter how good of brothers we are, to mess with his younger sister.<br />
<br />
But man is she tempting.<br />
<br />
She’s beautiful and her curvy body has most of the men here chomping at the bit to get to her. I don’t think anyone would betray Sniper, or go against his wishes, but by him asking me to watch her, well, maybe he’s not too sure either.<br />
<br />
Lilly’s twirling her hair around her finger, staring up at me. Don’t think I haven’t noticed that she bucks Sniper every time he tries to be protective of her. But every time he leaves her with me, she has no complaints. Her face is lit up and automatically I’m thinking about all the things I want to do to her. Her perfect lips turn up, showing me her perfect, straight white teeth. “So, how did you get the name Keeper?”<br />
<br />
I turn and walk to the bar and get behind the tall counter. Anything to separate myself from her. I know the wrath of Sniper, and Lilly is just too tempting for me. “Sniper gave it to me. I guess because I tend the bar. I never really asked him.”<br />
<br />
She sits down on the high stool and puts her arms on the counter in front of her. She laughs and bangs her tiny fist on the countertop. “Beer, please? Whatever you got on draft will be fine.”<br />
<br />
I just smirk at her and shake my head. “You’re eighteen, Lilly. No beer for you.” I grab a bottle of water out of the fridge and set it down in front of her. She doesn’t drink sodas. The only thing I’ve ever seen her with is a water.<br />
<br />
She rolls her eyes at me and uncaps the bottle, bringing it up to her cherry stained lips. I watch as her throat moves as she swallows it down and I can feel the heat flowing through my body. I can picture it perfectly. My hand wrapped around her long red hair. Her wide green eyes staring up at me and her perfect full lips circling my cock, taking me all in. My knuckles are white from gripping the edge of the bar. I literally shake myself, trying to get the images out of my head. I take a deep breath and Lilly is still sitting there, smirking at me. She knows exactly what she’s doing to me.<br />
<br />
She’s been at my side every second that she hasn't been with Sniper and I don’t know how much longer I can handle it.<br />
<br />
“So when do you leave?” I ask her.<br />
<br />
Hurt flashes in her eyes. “I leave in two days. I don’t want to. I know I could find a job here, but Sniper is insisting I go to college.”<br />
<br />
I grunt at her. That’s how I’ve handled this attraction to her. I figure the less I say the better. I know that Sniper just wants her to have opportunities. He definitely doesn’t want her getting mixed up with the likes of us.<br />
<br />
She’s eyeing me then and I can see she’s got something she’s thinking about. She stands up from the stool as one of the prospects walks in and comes over toward us. “You ready, Lilly?”<br />
<br />
I don’t even catch myself before I say it. He’s looking at Lilly and I can already imagine what he’s thinking. And Lilly’s looking at me. She’s tense, but there’s a fire inside her eyes.<br />
<br />
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” I ask her.<br />
<br />
She puts her hand on her hip. “I’ve been here two weeks and have barely been out of the club. I wanted to see the sights and he offered to take me.”<br />
<br />
I glare at the prospect until he puts his hands up toward me. “It’s just a ride, Keeper.”<br />
<br />
“No. Get out of here. Find something to do,” I tell him like he’s some child.<br />
<br />
Which only pisses off Lilly. “Really, Keeper, I just wanted to see the mountains. It wasn’t a big deal.”<br />
<br />
I stare at her and she looks so innocent and hopeful, I know what she wants before she even asks me.<br />
<br />
I grab my keys off the hook next to the bar. “C’mon, let’s go.”<br />
<br />
She jumps up and down clapping her hands together, and I turn away from her, not wanting her to see the smile on my face.<br />
<br />
I open the door and let her walk through it. She starts walking toward my bike and I just shake my head. “No, we’re taking the truck.”<br />
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Smoky<br />
I’m a player… and it’s getting old. I’m no longer even tempted by the women at my club.<br />
That is until Harper walks in. Then I’m thinking about making her my wife.<br />
<br />
Harper<br />
I just need a job. I don’t need the drama of coming between a man and his girlfriend. I want to save my house and hopefully keep the lights on.<br />
However, once Smoky sets his sights on me, he makes my heart race and body tremble. But I don’t need or want a player. I want forever.<br />
<br />
Dear Reader,<br />
I love to read MC romances. I’ve just always enjoyed reading about the tightness of the MC brothers and the way they love their women. I love it so much that I have always wanted to write one. However, being a short story romance author, it seemed impossible to build an in depth storyline like most MC romance series, but I wanted to give it a try. Therefore, I present to you my version of an MC romance. I’m borrowing the term MC Lite from Frankie Love. It is heavy on the motorcycle club sense of family, it has lots of alpha men and the curvy women that love them. However, it is a little lite on the drama and most violence is handled off page. I sincerely hope you like it.<br />
<br />
This is a Steamy, Sweet, Short Story Romance. No Cliffhangers. This is the fourth story in the Exiled Guardians MC Series. If you love short romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/exiled-guardians-mc-series-by-hope-ford">Exiled Guardians MC Series by Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>1<br><br>Smoky<br><br>Kristy, the woman grinding on my lap, is a dancer here at Teasers Topless bar, and yes, she’s topless. In the past, I would take her up on what she’s offering. But these last few months, well, I just haven’t been interested.<br />
<br />
My hand is on her hip, while her hard, pebbled nipples are pressed against my chest. She’s worked up and I know I don’t even have to touch her for her to come pressed against my leg. She wanted me to take her upstairs to my apartment, but I refused. First of all, I never take a woman up there and second of all, I’m not interested. I lean over the invoice I’m reading, not even wanting to think about why I’m not interested. Why, normally, my cock would be hard begging to get out of my pants but right now, I’m flaccid as a wet noodle. I shake my head, thinking, Fuck what’s wrong with me?<br />
<br />
Knock. Knock.<br />
<br />
My assistant manager, Teddy, knocks on the door and pushes it open. Kristy doesn’t stop; she doesn’t care that she’s grinding on me with an audience.<br />
<br />
I look up and Teddy rolls his eyes at Kristy before telling me, “The woman I hired yesterday is here to fill out paperwork. You want me to take care of it?”<br />
<br />
I look behind Teddy, but can’t see the woman behind him. I’ve always liked talking to the new hires, wanting to make sure they’re a good fit. I mean, fuck, it ain’t like this is rocket science, but I’ve learned you get one bad apple and it screws up the whole bunch.<br />
<br />
“No, I got it,” I tell Teddy. “Kristy, isn’t it time for your shift?”<br />
<br />
I deal with her pouting and she reluctantly gets off my lap with her bikini bottoms pushed into the crease of her twat. She doesn’t even try to fix herself before getting up and glaring at Teddy as she stomps out the door.<br />
<br />
Teddy steps to the side and pulls a woman into the room. Her eyes are wide as saucers as she watches Kristy walk out. Teddy gestures to me while speaking to her. “This is Smoky. He’s one of the owners of the club. He’ll help you with the paperwork and then I’ll help you get started.”<br />
<br />
She blinks quickly and nods her head at him before turning to look at me.<br />
<br />
I stare up at her and instantly think that she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. She’s curvy, with long brown hair and big brown eyes. She has an innocence about her and my cock begins to twitch in my pants. I can’t stop myself; I look down at my crotch and wonder if I’m imagining it, but the bulge gets bigger right before my very eyes.<br />
<br />
I look back up at her and when she raises her eyes to meet mine, she gasps. I’m sure she can feel the heat coming off of me. I can’t take my eyes off of her and a blush creeps across her cheeks.<br />
<br />
Teddy leans across the desk and whispers, “Take it easy on this one.”<br />
<br />
I clench my fist at his words. Does he like her? Is he staking his claim on her? One look at her and I can see why. I nod and gesture for him to leave. I mean, after all, I am the owner.<br />
<br />
I stand up to my full height and realize that I’m probably a foot taller than her. She is tiny compared to me. “So, what’s your name?”<br />
<br />
“Harper,” she whispers, but doesn’t raise her eyes.<br />
<br />
“So, Harper?” I say, trying to get her attention.<br />
<br />
She doesn’t answer me, and she doesn’t look up at me. She’s busy staring at my leg. I look down at myself and see the dark, wet spot on my jeans where Kristy was just sitting. I take a deep breath as shame fills me. It’s a feeling I’m not used to and it almost guts me.<br />
<br />
I walk over to a closet and pull out an extra pair of pants. I start undoing my jeans when her eyes get even bigger and I can tell I’m scaring her.<br />
<br />
I hold the pants in my hand. “Honey, I’m going to change my pants. You can watch if you want to, but if not, you may want to turn around.”<br />
<br />
I pull my jeans down my legs and she whips around to face the wall. I undress quickly and pull my clean jeans on, taking special care to not zip my hard cock up in the fastener.<br />
<br />
When I’m done, I walk over to her and touch her on the shoulder. She jerks around and her long hair wisps across my face, the scent of cherries hitting my nose. I barely contain my groan. “I’m sorry for what you walked in on. It won’t happen again.”<br />
<br />
Apologies are not my thing, and I don’t know why it matters, but I don’t want her to think badly of me. I blow out a breath, knowing that we are off to a rocky start.<br />
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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Rancher (Exiled Guardians MC #3)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B082FH9KSX</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Rancher<br />
Injured, I can’t run my ranch and I can’t ride my bike. The two things I love.<br />
And just when I’m at my lowest, I’m sent Zoey. She’s sassy, bossy, and pushes me to my limits. She’s everything I need.<br />
<br />
Zoey<br />
It’s my job. To help people heal. But when I’m assigned Rancher, I find out that I’m in way over my head. I want to help mend his body… he wants to mend my heart.<br />
<br />
Dear Reader,<br />
I love to read MC romances. I’ve just always enjoyed reading about the tightness of the MC brothers and the way they love their women. I love it so much that I have always wanted to write one. However, being a short story romance author, it seemed impossible to build an in depth storyline like most MC romance series, but I wanted to give it a try. Therefore, I present to you my version of an MC romance. I’m borrowing the term MC Lite from Frankie Love. It is heavy on the motorcycle club sense of family, it has lots of alpha men and the curvy women that love them. However, it is a little lite on the drama and most violence is handled off page. I sincerely hope you like it.<br />
<br />
This is a Steamy, Sweet, Short Story Romance. No Cliffhangers. This is the third story in the Exiled Guardians MC Series. If you love short romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/exiled-guardians-mc-series-by-hope-ford">Exiled Guardians MC Series by Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>1<br><br>Rancher<br><br>I grip the crutches in my hand and throw them to the floor before falling to the couch. “Fuck!” I scream at the top of my lungs. I lean forward and rest my head in my hands.<br />
<br />
I’ve dealt with a lot in my lifetime. The death of my parents, the death of my comrades in war, my wife leaving me while I was in the army. I’ve handled it all, and pretty well, I’ll admit.<br />
<br />
But this, this fucking injury is going to kill me. I can’t do anything. I can’t ride my hog, I can’t ride my horse, I can’t take care of my ranch, I’m a fuckin’ liability with the club. I can’t do nothin’.<br />
<br />
A loud knock sounds on my front door and I don’t even attempt to get up. I’m hoping that whoever it is, they take the hint and just leave.<br />
<br />
But of course, I have no such luck.<br />
<br />
“Rancher! Where are you, brother?” I hear Sniper and the sound of multiple boots stomping across the floor.<br />
<br />
“In here,” I holler, leaning my head back on the couch. I’m preparing myself for what I know is about to happen. This isn’t the first time that they’ve come and tried to get my ass off the couch.<br />
<br />
They walk in, Sniper, Brick, and Keeper, members of the Exiled Guardians, the club that I’m a patched member and road captain of. Well, was. I can’t be any kind of road captain if I can’t get my ass on a bike. Instantly, I get pissed off because of the looks on their faces. That’s the same look every brother in the club has given me… pity.<br />
<br />
“What do you want?” I ask them.<br />
<br />
I was in a bar fight a few weeks ago and tore ligaments in my leg. They say I should be okay, but I’ve had to take a few weeks to heal before starting physical therapy. I went to one session and quit. I told them I thought it was a waste of time, but honestly it was because I couldn’t do half of what they asked me to do and it was frustrating as hell.<br />
<br />
“We brought you something,” Sniper offers.<br />
<br />
“Well, unless it’s the Fallen King that jumped me and put a knife into my leg, I don’t want it.”<br />
<br />
Sniper shakes his head, and honestly I don’t blame him. I know I shouldn’t be talking to him like this. He’s taken a lot of my shit, but I’m pretty sure my time is running out.<br />
<br />
He smacks his hand to his leg and looks at me fiercely. “Ranch, you know he was dealt with. We weren’t going to let them get away with it.”<br />
<br />
I nod my head and lay it back again, closing my eyes.<br />
<br />
“All right, boys, well, if that’s it, you can leave now.” I wait to hear the shuffling of feet, but don’t hear any.<br />
<br />
Then out of nowhere, I hear a soft feminine voice, “Yeah, boys, it’s fine, you can leave now. I got this.”<br />
<br />
I open my eyes and my head jerks up, looking for the source of that voice and I’m not disappointed when my eyes land on the absolute prettiest filly I’ve seen in a long time. She’s curvy, with long red hair in a ponytail and bright green eyes that are sparkling back at me from the other side of the room. She’s covered in what looks like a nurse’s uniform, but it does nothing to hide her curvy body.<br />
<br />
I peek over her shoulder and Smoky follows in behind her, carrying a suitcase. “Miss Lane, I’m going to take this to the spare bedroom.”<br />
<br />
She never takes her eyes off me, but she thanks Smoky for carrying her bags.<br />
<br />
I lean forward and rest my hands on my knees. I want to get up, but refuse to do so with so many people watching me. “Well, now, boys, this is more like it. Finally, you brought me something I will like.”<br />
<br />
Keeper steps in front of the goddess and blocks my view. He walks toward me with his hands up. “Rancher, it’s not like that. She’s a physical therapist. She’s going to stay here for a while and help you use that leg again.”<br />
<br />
“Fuck, no she ain’t,” I yell at him and then remember my manners. “Sorry, ma’am. No offense.”<br />
<br />
She looks surprised by my apology, but accepts it readily. “None taken.”<br />
<br />
“I’m not doing it, Keeper. Y’all can just take her back wherever you got her. I can figure this out on my own,” I tell the lot of them fiercely. I hate being like this. I hate being weak.<br />
<br />
The woman that will probably be starring in my dreams tonight walks toward me and sits on the edge of the coffee table right in front of me. Her knees are touching my legs and I swear I can feel my cock twitching at her closeness. I fight the urge to adjust myself. It’s been too damn long since I’ve been buried in pussy, I tell myself. But honestly, I know I’ve never had pussy like hers. Her smell, a fresh lavender scent, hits my nose and I take a deep breath in until I realize what I’m doing and the fact that I’m still surrounded by bikers.<br />
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Brick<br />
She saved me in a bar fight. Yep, that’s right. I’m a bad a** biker and a little, bitty woman saved me. When I finally got out of there, I took her with me… even though she didn’t want to go. Now, I have to find a way to keep her.<br />
<br />
Madison<br />
I noticed him when he first came in. He flirted with me and I smiled right back. When him and his buddies get jumped from behind, I do the only thing I can think of… I help him. He thinks I saved him, but in truth I think we might just be saving each other.<br />
<br />
Dear Reader,<br />
I love to read MC romances. I’ve just always enjoyed reading about the tightness of the MC brothers and the way they love their women. I love it so much that I have always wanted to write one. However, being a short story romance author, it seemed impossible to build an in depth storyline like most MC romance series, but I wanted to give it a try. Therefore, I present to you my version of an MC romance. I’m borrowing the term MC Lite from Frankie Love. It is heavy on the motorcycle club sense of family, it has lots of alpha men and the curvy women that love them. However, it is a little lite on the drama and most violence is handled off page. I sincerely hope you like it.<br />
<br />
This is a Steamy, Sweet, Short Story Romance. No Cliffhangers. This is the second story in the Exiled Guardians MC Series. If you love short romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/exiled-guardians-mc-series-by-hope-ford">Exiled Guardians MC Series by Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>1<br><br>Brick<br><br>She’s standing over a downed man with a baseball bat in her hand. Her chest is heaving from the exertion and I should probably be pissed right now. Hell, I should probably be helping my brothers that are still fighting. But instead, I’m turned on as fuck.<br />
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She has on the waitress uniform for the Back Roads Bar. A pair of black shorts and tight black T-shirt that is knotted at her waist showing off her larger curves. I had noticed her as soon as we walked in and made sure to sit in her section. I’m not the only one that noticed her. Her long blond hair, curvy body and innocent look has my brothers watching her too.<br />
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She walked up to our table. “What can I get you?” Her eyes move around the table, but they keep coming back to me.<br />
<br />
“Are you going to be dancing tonight?” Rider asks her with a grin. He glances over to the stage where a woman is pole dancing.<br />
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“No, I don’t dance, but I’ll get your beers for you.” She smiles at him.<br />
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I growl and don’t even realize I’m doing it until everyone at the table turns to me, including her. I must have been loud if they heard me over the blaring music. I don’t want her smiling at Rider. Hell, I don’t want her to smile at anyone but me. “Give her a break, Rider. We’ll take three beers.”<br />
<br />
She stands there looking at me for a minute and then realizes she’s staring and turns around, rushing back to the bar.<br />
<br />
“Dibs,” I tell Rancher and Rider as I watch her fine ass walk away.<br />
<br />
“Technically, I talked to her first… rules are rules, brother.” Rider claps his hands and rubs them together. He’s crazy if he thinks I’m going to just let him make her one of his one-night stands. Just one look at her tells me there’s something special about her. I watch her across the room and she’s waiting on the bartender to give her the beers. She looks back at our table and I smile at her. Her lips lift on the ends and she looks away quickly.<br />
<br />
I look over at Rider and he’s already lost interest in the waitress and is eyeing the dancers. Rancher is doing something on his phone.<br />
<br />
When I look her way again she’s walking back toward us. She has a nervousness about her but she still smiles at me. Before she approaches the table, her face goes from a smile to fear and her eyes widen. I don’t have time to process what’s happening before Rancher, Rider and I are jerked from our seats.<br />
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I don’t even get a good look at my attackers before they try to take me down from behind. Whoever it is knows us… knows me. There are two men holding me and a third beating me. My body jerks with every punch. I struggle, trying to fight them all off. My brothers are in their own battles and I see the waitress start to walk toward us. “No!” I scream at her and she stops.<br />
<br />
I fight and jerk my arms, but even me, the sergeant of arms of the Exiled Guardians, the strongest fucker of the club, I can’t break free. I jerk my hands trying to free myself, but I can’t, no matter how hard I pull.<br />
<br />
All of a sudden I hear a loud crunch and the man in front of me jerks his head and falls to the ground. Only when he falls do I see that my girl, hell the girl I still don’t know the name of, has a baseball bat over her head, staring at the fallen man. One of the men holding me releases my arm to go toward her and it’s then that I get the upper hand. I take down both men easily, not wasting any time to get over to her.<br />
<br />
“Are you okay?” I ask her and watch as she stares open mouthed at the man face down on the floor, bleeding from his head. It’s then that I see the name on his cut, Fallen Kings, rivals to the Exiled Guardians.<br />
<br />
She doesn’t answer me. She’s staring at the man and I want to explain to her that head wounds bleed more than normal and that he’ll be okay. I’m sure she’s not used to violence, at least not where she gets involved. When she still doesn’t look at me or respond, I throw her over my shoulder and carry her over behind the bar.<br />
<br />
When I put her down, she is still trying to look around me. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”<br />
<br />
All the people in the bar are watching us. Most bar fights, people jump in. Well, not when two rival clubs are going at it. People tend to stay out of our way.<br />
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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Sniper (Exiled Guardians MC #1)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B082FK3MGD</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
An Alpha Older Man, Younger Curvy Woman MC Lite Romance<br />
WARNING: This book does talk about previous physical abuse from husband. Also, heroine starts relationship while still technically married to her abuser.<br />
I once served with her older brother and when she ran into some trouble, she came looking for me. She shows up at the gate to the club begging for my help.<br />
Of course, I’m going to help her - I would never turn away a woman in trouble. But with her, its more. I’m going to claim her. Make her mine… and never let her go.<br />
<br />
Avery<br />
I’ve made some mistakes… some that could cost me my life. So I find Sniper… the one man that my brother trusted more than anyone. He agrees to help me.<br />
But at what cost? He’s my savior… my warrior. But this bad boy is not giving me my freedom… he has other plans.<br />
<br />
Dear Reader,<br />
I love to read MC romances. I’ve just always enjoyed reading about the tightness of the MC brothers and the way they love their women. I love it so much that I have always wanted to write one. However, being a short story romance author, it seemed impossible to build an in depth storyline like most MC romance series, but I wanted to give it a try. Therefore, I present to you my version of an MC romance. I’m borrowing the term MC Lite from Frankie Love. It is heavy on the motorcycle club sense of family, it has lots of alpha men and the curvy women that love them. However, it is a little lite on the drama and most violence is handled off page. I sincerely hope you like it.<br />
This is a Steamy, Sweet, Short Story Romance. No Cliffhangers. This is the first story in the Exiled Guardians MC Series. If you love short romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/exiled-guardians-mc-series-by-hope-ford">Exiled Guardians MC Series by Hope Ford</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/hope-ford">Hope Ford Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter 1<br><br>Avery<br />
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I stand at the gate, looking at the big tattooed man with the oily hair and wonder if I made the mistake of running from one evil to another.<br />
<br />
He sneers at me and the way he glances down my body has my stomach rolling.<br />
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“Jeremy Johnson. He has to be here. Can you please check?” I plead with him again. If he’s not here, I don’t know what I’ll do… where I’ll go. I don’t have any money left. Not after I bought the bus ticket and ate some food on the way here. Two dollars and sixty-five cents. That’s all the money I have to my name. Regardless of how little I have, I know I can’t go back where I came from. I’ll be dead the minute I walk in the door.<br />
<br />
The dirty man grabs his crotch and thrusts his hips at me. “Honey, there’s no Jeremy Johnson here. But I’ll help you… I’m just the man you need.”<br />
<br />
He takes a step toward me and when I go to pull away, he grabs on to my wrist. I almost faint then. I can feel the dizziness about to take over and I can’t stop the thoughts in my head asking, Is this really it? Did I survive all of that only to end up here in this position? I’ve had about all I can take. I’ve survived the last few weeks and when I finally got away, I came straight here. It was the only place I could think of, straight to the only man that I thought I could trust to help me.<br />
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My older brother, Allen, served in the army with Jeremy Johnson. They kept in touch through the years and when my brother got sick, right before he passed away, he told me that if I ever needed someone, Jeremy would help me. Well, at the time, I didn’t think anything of it. But now, he’s the one and only person that I’ve thought about since I ran from my husband.<br />
<br />
I was eighteen when I got married. I thought I loved him and the first year of our marriage was fine. However, by the second, he started getting mad all the time and taking it out on me. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been in the hospital. You would think that someone would be suspicious, someone would help me. But that wasn’t the case. My husband, I found out only recently, is a drug trafficker. And he controls half the town.<br />
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I couldn’t leave him, I couldn’t divorce him and no one would help me. After my last beating, he left me with no one watching me. I started paying attention to his routine. And like always, after he beats me, he leaves the house. He’s usually only gone a few hours. I guess he figures if he beats me enough, I will be unconscious for a while. Well, this time I was ready. I egged him on.<br />
<br />
I told him I was going to get a job. He flew off the handle, like I knew he would. He started screaming and instead of hunkering down, I started talking back. I wanted him to beat me. That was the only way I would be able to escape… as crazy as that sounds. As soon as he left the house, I left my phone and all my clothes, stole one of his cars out of the garage and drove two towns over to hop on a bus. I had made sure the timing would be perfect so I wouldn’t have to hang around. The only thing I brought with me was some money I had been skimming off the grocery bill and the address for Jeremy Johnson. That’s it. I didn’t pack a bag. He would have noticed and I didn’t take time to grab anything else.<br />
<br />
I look up into the soulless man’s eyes as his hand grips the back of my neck. My whole body tenses, knowing I don’t want this to happen, but knowing I don’t have the strength to stop it.<br />
<br />
“Prospect, what are you doing?”<br />
<br />
At the sound of another man’s voice, I have a renewed energy and start to struggle.<br />
<br />
“Let her go… Now!” the man towering over the both of us demands.<br />
<br />
I’m instantly released and I barely stay upright on my feet.<br />
<br />
The man that was holding me only moments ago starts muttering, “She’s here looking for a Jeremy Johnson. There’s no man here by that name. I figure she was sent by the Kings and I was going to rough her up and send her back where she belongs, Brick.”<br />
<br />
I can barely focus on what the man is saying, I’m too caught up in the beast of a man staring down at me. He’s huge and I realize now that I have no chance of getting out of here alive. My shoulders drop and my legs start to give out.<br />
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