The President & The Curvy Cookie Baker: A Curvy Girl, Single Mom, Age Gap Christmas MC Romance
Last Christmas, my husband walked out the door and left me his debts.
This Christmas, the men he owed are watching my bakery. And so is someone else.
Ryker Vance rides into my shop with snow in his beard, orders four dozen cookies, and looks at me like I’m the only warm thing in Montana.
He’s the president of a motorcycle club. He’s everything I swore I’d keep away from my daughter.
So why does she think he’s Santa?
And why do I feel safe every time he’s near?
He doesn’t ask permission. He doesn’t back down. And he’s decided my little girl and I are his to protect.
But I’ve spent a year learning to stand on my own.
Can I trust a man whose world is built on danger, or is he the Christmas miracle I stopped believing in?
Steamy instalove. Curvy single mom. Possessive alpha biker. Age gap. Small-town Christmas. Protective hero. Guaranteed HEA.
This Christmas, the men he owed are watching my bakery. And so is someone else.
Ryker Vance rides into my shop with snow in his beard, orders four dozen cookies, and looks at me like I’m the only warm thing in Montana.
He’s the president of a motorcycle club. He’s everything I swore I’d keep away from my daughter.
So why does she think he’s Santa?
And why do I feel safe every time he’s near?
He doesn’t ask permission. He doesn’t back down. And he’s decided my little girl and I are his to protect.
But I’ve spent a year learning to stand on my own.
Can I trust a man whose world is built on danger, or is he the Christmas miracle I stopped believing in?
Steamy instalove. Curvy single mom. Possessive alpha biker. Age gap. Small-town Christmas. Protective hero. Guaranteed HEA.
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