ALLY - He looked like he needed a "pick me up," so I gave him one. In passing, I shoved my panties into the pocket of his leather jacket. It wasn't typical behavior for me, but he wasn't a typical biker. It didn't matter. I'd never see him again. When he appeared at my favorite diner a few days later, my jaw hit the floor. My panties weren't far behind. When I found out he was a thief, I grinned at the common bond we shared. Then, I took his wallet. I planned to steal his heart next. First, I'd have to tell him the truth. The entire truth. GOOSE - Finding my pantyless Cinderella wasn't going to be an easy task. I told myself if-and when-I did find her, I'd make her mine for one glorious night. I quickly learned one night would never be enough. I knew relationships weren't for outlaw bikers. Relationships required honesty. Being honest about club business was contradictory to the MC's rules. The only way around it was if she became a member of the MC. We needed a member, no doubt. Not a smart-mouthed chick with a bold attitude, though. Unless she was a died-in-the-wool thief and a getaway car driver...