One ride is all it takes to change your life forever.
I’d risen above my past while holding on to exactly two pieces of it: my love of music and my lack of trust in people.
The small, mountain town I’d settled in served as a sanctuary when I wasn’t on the road performing. Its isolation let me focus on the thing that kept me sane, gave me purpose, and provided a paycheck—my viola.
The rest of my needs were met with a stockpile of batteries and a healthy arsenal of fantasies.
Then the Men of Valor rode into town, and I seized an opportunity when I caught one of the leather-clad bikers staring at me. What better outlet to fulfill a fantasy and trade in my V-card with no-strings-attached, no questions, and no icky trust and love complications.
But life wasn’t a piece of music that could be orchestrated. Fate had its own plan, and the single night I let my guard down left me with a decision I shouldn’t make alone. A decision that could bring my carefully crafted world to ruins. A decision that was going to challenge me to trust.
From flying F-18s to cruising on my hog, I’d traded one brotherhood for another, but not exactly by choice. The Men of Valor MC offered me a chance to straighten out my life when it had gone into a tailspin. They helped me get sober. And participating in Club leadership gave me a positive outlet to channel my hunger for control and order.
I’d told myself The Club was all I needed. Anything else risked complicating my life. But deep down I’d always wanted more.
Then I met Sophie.
She was brightness, happiness, and beauty—things that had been absent in my world. Things that filled the void I’d tried to deny.
I caved under the pressure of my loneliness on the single night when I passed through her home town. All she wanted was a fling. No commitments. No pretenses. Exactly what I needed.
But the night with Sophie threatened to strip me of control, disrupt the order of my world, and topple my independence.