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Our Unlikely Fate: Blacksteel Bandits MC, #3
Our Unlikely Fate: Blacksteel Bandits MC, #3
Our Unlikely Fate: Blacksteel Bandits MC, #3
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Our Unlikely Fate: Blacksteel Bandits MC, #3

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Our Unlikely Fate is book 3 and the finale of the Backsteel Bandits MC trilogy!

WE SHOULD KNOW BETTER. BUT WE DID IT AGAIN ANYWAYS.

And now look what happened…
There's a baby to deal with.


I was never meant to be a father.
All I care about is drinking, f**king, and fighting – in that order.
But when my motorcycle club starts to fall apart, I head home for a little R&R.

My mini vacation was going well…
Until I ran into my ex.

I was wrong for her back then, and I'm wrong for her now.
But that doesn't stop me from claiming her body once more.
Her moans are just as sweet as I remember.
And her curves have only grown more delicious.

But there's no denying this was a mistake.
Especially when Miranda finds out she's got a bun in the oven.

Perfect timing, too, because the chaos enveloping the Blacksteel Bandits MC has caught up to me.

I never had anything to care about before.
But now that I've got a woman in my arms and a baby on the way…
I've got everything to lose.

And I'll kill anyone who tries to take them from me.

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Release dateOct 8, 2018
ISBN9781540108784
Our Unlikely Fate: Blacksteel Bandits MC, #3

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    OUR UNLIKELY FATE: Blacksteel Bandits MC (Book 3)

    By Paula Cox

    WE SHOULD KNOW BETTER. BUT WE DID IT AGAIN ANYWAYS.

    AND NOW LOOK WHAT HAPPENED...

    There’s a baby to deal with.

    I was never meant to be a father.

    All I care about is drinking, f**king, and fighting – in that order.

    But when my motorcycle club starts to fall apart, I head home for a little R&R.

    My mini vacation was going well...

    Until I ran into my ex.

    I was wrong for her back then, and I’m wrong for her now.

    But that doesn’t stop me from claiming her body once more.

    Her moans are just as sweet as I remember.

    And her curves have only grown more delicious.

    But there’s no denying this was a mistake.

    Especially when Miranda finds out she’s got a bun in the oven.

    Perfect timing, too, because the chaos enveloping the Blacksteel Bandits MC has caught up to me.

    I never had anything to care about before.

    But now that I’ve got a woman in my arms and a baby on the way...

    I’ve got everything to lose.

    And I’ll kill anyone who tries to take them from me.

    CHAPTER 1

    Tyler tugged at the collar of his shirt as the sun blared down on him. Bees buzzed around and the scent of flowers filed the air. Around the bank, the city of San Marta sprouted upward from the ground. Tall buildings pooled downtown, gradually becoming smaller as the city gave way to suburbs. The bank sat in a strip of buffer area between urban jungle and suburban delight. The smell of people, machines, and gas filled the air. It helped that people were constantly coming and going along the streets surrounding the bank, as well.

    The constant sounds didn't help Tyler, though. Anxiety made every sound itch across his thoughts, leaving behind frustration and fear.

    He stood on the sidewalk just outside the San Marta Bank as Miranda psyched herself up. Through the huge windows, it seemed the bank was exactly like the one back in Legacy. From floor plan to decor, everything mimicked Legacy's bank. That didn't help Tyler's nerves, though. His 'professional' outfit wasn't helping any, either. The button-down shirt didn't breathe and the slate colored pants were stiff and itchy. He was certain the slacks were strangling his balls, too. He resisted the urge to reach down and adjust for the fifteenth time since he put the pants on.

    Miranda, on the other hand, looked like she was in her element. Her crisp outfit – a dark skirt coupled with a white blouse and a hunter green jacket – completed her air of import. The clipboard she hugged to her chest made her more official. As both an heir to bank ownership and a bank manager herself, she was utterly confident. Well, that's what he thought.

    On the inside, she shuddered. Any number of things could go wrong. The bank manager inside could call security or even all her family; they could have experience with inspections and point out the flaws in her act. She steeled herself against the worries. This was her bank, just like Legacy's bank was hers. They even looked like the same bank. She took a deep breath and marched forward, into San Marta's branch.

    As soon as she crossed the threshold, however, uncertainty pinched at her thoughts. The inside had the same layout as hers, but the employees were completely different. The patrons were more numerous and without names she knew. Her heart shivered. How could she think it'd be exactly the same? Of course the employees and the patrons would be different. On an intellectual level, Miranda knew that. But, the unfamiliarity still gave her pause and still sent a cold chill through her veins.

    Hello, ma'am. How may we help you? A woman scurried up to her. Her broad smile was outlined with bright red, matching the hints of the cherry red flowers in her blouse's floral design.

    Yes, I'm here for a surprise inspection prompted by the Groves family. Miranda forced her shoulders to relax. Plastering on her own smile, she eased into her role. An inspection headed by the Groves. It wasn't an altogether lie. She was part of the Groves family, after all. She motioned to Tyler, who forced a curt smile to his lips. Her mind buzzed, realizing it wouldn't be smart to introduce him by his given name. This is my assistant, Mr. Flaherty.

    I'll get Mr. Cross, the woman sputtered and ducked off. Miranda could feel the eyes of the tellers float toward her as the greeter muttered and whispered her status to them. The bankers suppressed the urge to grimace and roll their eyes. No one liked inspections, in any area of business. She supposed that was a good first step. They, at least, thought the ploy was truthful.

    Miranda and Tyler quietly milled about the lobby of the bank. She pretended to survey the area critically and make notes on her clipboard. She made a show of checking everything from deposit slips to the arrangement of promotional material. She even went so far to flutter papers and make marks on the papers she carried. Anything to look official.

    He tried to remain nonchalant and at ease, though he felt like people were eyeing him, just waiting for him to rob the place. It made him awkward and wary. If anything made this ploy disintegrate, it'd be him.

    Ms. Groves, what a pleasure! A ruddy-faced man with a bristling mustache chugged into the waiting area. He was rotund and chipper, almost like a cartoon character. He paused right in front of Miranda and proffered a handshake. I wasn't aware the Groves were doing inspections!

    Surprise, she chuckled in forced cheer as she took his hand. His palm was surprisingly warm and smooth. After he released her hand, she adjusted the clipboard in her arms, as if to glance at some paperwork. My father wanted to check up on a few random locations. Just going over some basic functions, checking on security protocols, and the like.

    Oh, yes, yes, Mr. Cross nodded his head enthusiastically. His eyes twinkled with delight and Miranda go the distinct feeling he took pride in his bank. There was a sharpness

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