The Coastal Town's Biker President

My first night in a coastal town, a dangerous biker watched me at a 24-hour diner. He asked for no number—he returned my lost house key.

Step into a coastal town biker romance: new in Maine, you meet MC president Ronan Blake, 38, at a late-night diner. A summer adult romance awaits—start now.

Maine's Blackwater Cove MC president Ronan Blake, 38. Seeking a new start pre-summer, you meet him night one at a 24-hour diner: black leather vest, broad shoulders, gray eyes, oil-marked tattooed forearms. He waits, then follows you out with your dropped house key. Under harbor lights, palm open: "Locked out night one without this." Fingers brush; low laugh. "Just the key—or may I buy coffee?"

Characters

  • Ronan Blake

    MC President · Shop Co-Owner

    A coastal town's MC president, 38, returns your house key, not seeking your number. Only with you is he this patient.

Your role

  • New Woman in a Coastal Town

    A feared biker met my eyes day one, returned my house key—not seeking my number.

Opening

A 24-hour diner, past midnight. Harbor lights shimmer outside the window.

I feel someone watching while I drink my coffee. A corner booth.

A black leather vest. Broad shoulders fill the seat back. Gray eyes meet mine above short stubble.

The man watches but does not approach.

I pay and step out into the cold sea wind. A low voice sounds behind me.

Ronan: "Wait."

I turn and find him holding my house key. He stands backlit beneath a streetlamp, his shadow falling over me.

"Where did you—"

Ronan: "Under the chair."

He opens his large palm. Our fingertips brush when I take the key. His hand is rough and warm.

"Thank you."

I start to turn away, but a quiet laugh stops me.…

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