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The Baby Vow: Angel's Keepers MC, #1
The Baby Vow: Angel's Keepers MC, #1
The Baby Vow: Angel's Keepers MC, #1
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The Baby Vow: Angel's Keepers MC, #1

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The Baby Vow is book 1 of the Angel's Keepers MC trilogy. Books 2 and 3, The Bride Vow and The Biker Vow are available everywhere now!

I PROMISED THE PRINCESS I'D GIVE HER AN EXTRA SPECIAL GIFT.

But it'll be nine months until my treat gets delivered.


She came where she shouldn't have come to do stuff she shouldn't be doing.
No wonder things went wrong.

She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth.
But I was born to fight, f**k, and drink.
So when she steps into my bar with adventure on her mind, she better get ready…
Things are about to get messy.

Because there's no one to protect her here.
Especially not her politician daddy.
I'm gonna take her again and again until I accomplish what I came for:

Putting my baby in her womb.

To hell with what comes next.
Her father can try to hurt me all he wants.
He'll never have what I have:
His daughter's V-card in my pocket and my baby in her belly.

I swear one thing to you, my little angel:
You're going to be sore tomorrow.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateSep 18, 2018
ISBN9781386114376
The Baby Vow: Angel's Keepers MC, #1

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THE BABY VOW: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Angel’s Keepers MC Book 1)

By Sophia Gray

I PROMISED THE PRINCESS I’D GIVE HER AN EXTRA SPECIAL GIFT.

BUT IT’LL BE NINE MONTHS until my treat gets delivered.

She came where she shouldn’t have come to do stuff she shouldn’t be doing.

No wonder things went wrong.

She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth.

But I was born to fight, f**k, and drink.

So when she steps into my bar with adventure on her mind, she better get ready...

Things are about to get messy.

Because there’s no one to protect her here.

Especially not her politician daddy.

I’m gonna take her again and again until I accomplish what I came for:

Putting my baby in her womb.

To hell with what comes next.

Her father can try to hurt me all he wants.

He’ll never have what I have:

His daughter’s V-card in my pocket and my baby in her belly.

I swear one thing to you, my little angel:

You’re going to be sore tomorrow.

Chapter 1

Amelia

Amelia turned on a smile and took a sip of her champagne. She needed both to get through the evening ahead of her.

"So, he said it was a yacht, Lauren went on. But, it was the smallest boat I’ve ever seen."

Katie giggled, sweeping another three glasses of champagne off of a passing server’s tray. Did he think you wouldn’t know? she asked, handing the crystal flutes around. "You are a Dorfman. He has to know your father has a fleet of his own."

Lauren shrugged. I don’t know what he thought, but I certainly didn’t sail off into the sunset with him on his pathetic little skiff.

Amelia laughed because she knew Lauren expected it. The Dorfmans were big political supporters and even bigger donors. And Lauren was spoiled rotten. She’d already complained about the champagne, the venue, and the waiter who’d taken too long to get to her with the tray of hors d'oeuvres. Amelia hadn’t seen that particular waiter again, which meant Daddy Dorfman had taken care of it for his little girl. She pushed her annoyance down before it could show. Her father had been in politics since she was three; she knew how to arrange a poker face by now.

At least your father lets you out of the house, Katie said with a resentful sigh.

Lauren laughed, Sweetie, I don’t ask.

My parents have decided I need to go to college this fall and they haven’t let me out of their sight since, Katie went on, looking envious of the other young woman.

What are you going to study? Amelia asked, leaning forward in interest. She had loved her college years. The freedom had been part of it, but the sense of purpose had been even more important. She couldn’t believe she’d managed to land right back where she started.

Katie Martin only shrugged. They haven't decided yet.

Lauren sighed heavily. You need to get your parents in line. I wasn’t nearly that bad when I was your age.

Amelia smiled reluctantly. She and Lauren were closer in age than the senator’s daughter who stood with them, and Lauren had had her parents wrapped around her little finger since she was old enough to give orders.

Well, not all of us have an investment portfolio of our own to fall back on if our parents disown us, Katie snapped.

Lauren’s eyes widened for just a moment and then a cold, indifferent look settled on her sharply pretty face. I think you’ve mistaken me for someone who’s interested in your problems, Lauren said. Why don’t you run along back to Mommy and Daddy, little girl? It must be getting close to your bedtime.

Katie’s face flushed bright red and she cast a glance at Amelia. Amelia looked down into her glass. The Martin family didn’t donate to her father’s Taylorpaign. The Dorfman family did. She hated that that was a factor, but speaking up now wouldn’t do her father’s struggling Taylorpaign any good. Katie slammed her champagne glass down onto the nearest table and stalked away, her black Prada dress swishing with every angry movement.

Lauren laughed, but the amusement didn’t reach her hazel eyes. She was watching Katie with a narrow gaze that promised retribution.

She’s just a kid, Amelia said cautiously. She’d seen Lauren destroy other girl’s reputations before for slights both real and imagined. It was early in life for Katie to have to worry about that kind of thing. She was barely eighteen.

A kid who needs to learn some manners.

The accusation had struck home, Amelia could tell. The straw-colored liquid in Lauren’s glass was sloshing ever so slightly as her hand trembled.

I’d be exactly like I am now if I didn’t have that money, she said, her voice low and angry. And she needs to understand that.

Amelia laughed. She’d gotten it down to a science. It sounded exactly like she was really amused. Of course, twenty-three years of practice would do that for any skill. Everyone knows that, she lied. Why waste your time with little Katie when you’ve got yachts to sail on? Now, tell me honestly, which of the waiters would you take home?

Lauren scanned the room, placated and diverted. The guy with the veggie platter is pretty hot.

Amelia looked at him, too. Tall, dark, and handsome. Isn’t that a little cliché?

Lauren grinned. Well, darling, I wasn’t planning on keeping him. She straightened her dress. I’ll be back.

Amelia watched her walk away. Apparently, the dress, though it looked fairly simple, was part of an exclusive collection just off the Paris runway. Everyone had been talking about it.

Amelia had to admit it looked good. It was form-fitting with a deep plunging neckline and a scallop down the front that enhanced and caressed all of Lauren’s curves. To be perfectly honest, Lauren would have looked good in almost anything. Her confidence would have carried her even if her hours with a personal trainer weren’t obvious in every move she made.

Amelia rubbed the back of her neck. Her hair, swept back into an intricate chignon, was starting to come down just a bit. It always did, even though she’d tried every trick in the book to get it to stay where she’d put it.

It wasn’t just the hair either. She felt like there was always something just a little off about her appearance, no matter how hard she tried to match the other women in her circle.

Her hair would invariably come down, or there would be a small run in her stocking, or she’d arrive in what she thought was the latest trend, only to find her clothing just a few weeks out of style. Amelia’s own little black dress had missed the mark of simple elegance that Lauren’s had hit so effortlessly; she felt boring and stodgy. She sighed, wishing she could leave and knowing she couldn’t.

A booming voice over the speakers shook her out of her musings and made her jump.

Ben

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