Thirteen years ago, he came into my life as my son’s best friend. Knobby knees and eyes wide with admiration. Six years ago, he exited my life, leaving Smoky Vale behind for good. Or at least so I thought. Now he’s back, and he’s made it clear what he’s after. Me. The President of the Grimm Reapers. His best friend’s father. Now his lover and his protector. But when my life is cloaked with uncertainty, death, and retaliation, how can I keep this beautiful brave boy knowing that my love is poison?
My best friend doesn’t understand the way I feel about his dad. My father, the chief of police disapproves of the relationship. My supervisor cautions me against it—that it won’t be long before I end up in a body bag. But one day with Grimm is better than a lifetime without him. It’s a risk I am willing to take because the biker the world knows is not the Daddy Grimm who comes to my bed, ready to bare it all for his boy. Secrets must be confessed, lives must be taken, new paths must be forged. Can we survive the war that’s about to rage in Smoky Vale?
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As the title suggests, this is a fun and spicy Daddy romance between Grimm and his son's best friend, Jamie. And I am still in awe of how wonderful and unique it is.
Jamie's long been in love with Grimm. When Jamie left he told Grimm he'd be back for him and now he's back to claim him offically. Seriously, Jamie's flirting and devotion is outstanding in it's strength and it's humor.
This is definitely not the normal best friend's father romance. There's no sneaking around, there's no hiding their feelings from everyone. Nope. This one is super fun, as Jamie is ruthless in his persuit of his "Daddy Grimm."
And oh my, openly gay bikers? Yes please!
Their story includes family issues, danger, action, and more. They have to deal with a cruel boss and a whole lot of pain, hurt, loss, and love.
Biker Daddy is an emotional read with complicated relationships and secrets unveiled. This Gianni Holmes story is humorous, hot, and sexy. I will definitely be re-reading this one often. In the meanwhile, I am anxiously waiting to see what happens next in this series.
“Rise and shine, Jamie.” I gently patted the cheek of the sleeping beauty in my bed, nestled beneath the comforter, face pressed into the pillow. I was prepared for it to take some time to wake him up. Jamie wasn’t a morning person at all, and he would bitch and complain about getting up at the ass crack of dawn as he had for the past three days.
I was dead serious, though, about him learning to take care of himself if he planned to stick around, so there was no compromise.
He blinked sleepy eyes awake, took one look at my grin, and with a groan, ducked beneath the covers. He was so fucking cute, looking at him made my heart ache. I was tempted to let him get some more sleep. Just half an hour more.
I pushed away the thought before I could give in. Cuteness wouldn’t save his ass if he ever came face-to-face with someone who wanted to do him bodily harm.
“The alarm didn’t even go off,” he wailed under the sheet.
“You kidding me? You snoozed the alarm four times already. Now get up.”
“Just five more minutes,” he begged.
“We don’t have five more minutes. Zak’s waiting for us, and you still need to get to the bathroom.”
“But I’m so tired. You shouldn’t have kept me up last night.”
“You insisted on staying for the party at the clubhouse,” I reminded the lump in my bed. “I had to pry you away when you started dancing on the tabletop, remember?”
The sheet lowered a fraction, and he peered at me. “Zak challenged me.”
I grunted at him. “Jeez, to think a medical student can’t avoid dumb dares. What will the rest of us lesser educated men do?”
“But I’m no longer a medical student, so I can shake my ass from any tabletop.”
I quirked an eyebrow at him “No, you can’t. That’s the last party you’ll ever go to if you don’t get out of that bed.”
The sheet went back over his head. “I’ll sleep some more, thank you.”
When it became clear he wasn’t getting out of bed, I was left with no choice. I scooped him up in my arms, bedsheets and all. He squealed like a stuck pig and squirmed, but I didn’t let him loose. I marched him into the bathroom, then stripped away the covers, leaving him standing in the bathroom with a pillow in his arms, his face registering shock.
“Come on.” I pulled the pillow out of his arms and threw it back through the door into the bedroom. “You have to be disciplined about this. Your safety’s important to me.”
When his lips turned down in a pout, I gave him another inch. “You play nice, and I’ll suck your dick in the shower.”
His eyes widened, and he smiled. “Why didn’t you just say so in the first place?”