I stopped dating women many years ago. I'm better off alone. Until a gorgeous single mother walked into my bar and changed everything. Everyone thought that I would be the next to lead the Untouchables MK. That is, until a tragic accident broke my heart. I decided that such a life would be easier in itself. Well, except for the homeless people I picked up. I have a scruffy dog and two cats. I even had a teenager who ran away from an orphanage under the same roof with me until she married an FBI agent. But that's another story. Now I'm all alone, running a biker bar that I love. Hell, if Mason Jar were a person, I'd marry him. But when a gorgeous girl walked into my bar looking for work, I was inclined to tell her no. Not because he didn't want her. But because I felt it. The girl is in trouble, but she also has a child with her. She's a good mom, even though they've been through some tough times. And so beautiful that it takes my breath away. She also doesn't take her eyes off my rugged appearance. Doesn't judge me or the skin I wear. And her baby turns me around as she wants. But is this enough to get a girl into my bed? I'm ready to give up several years of loneliness and try again. But there's more to it than just sex. She makes me believe in miracles. Now I'm just praying for the biggest miracle of all.