Risky Proposal

RISKY PROPOSAL SINNERS MC SERIES BOOK FOUR JENNIFER HANKS Risky Proposal Sinners MC Series Copyright © 2023 by Jennifer Hanks All Rights Reserved This is a work of fiction. Any names or characters, businesses or places, events or incidents, are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. Cover Design by CTcovercreations Digital Formatting by Bravia Books, LLC CONTENTS Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Epilogue Excerpt from Playing Dirty Also by Jennifer Hanks About the Author She’s an heiress. Jane Williams is a very wealthy woman. She was raised by a family that places material possessions and social standing before anything else. Including their daughter. After suffering a personal blow, she decides to live life on her own terms, but to do that, she has to step away from everything she knows. Needing help, she reaches out to the only man who has ever looked past the expensive clothes to see the woman she’s desperately trying to become. He has grease stains on his hands. Shawn Watson, known only to his MC brothers as Tank, lives life on his own terms. Growing up in an abusive home, he never saw a way out until he’s offered an opportunity to escape, and he doesn’t hesitate to agree. However, the memories of his past still haunt him. Until a woman he barely knows asks him for help, and he begins to want things he never has before. But all their fears are forced to the surface when Jane becomes a target for one of the Sinners’ biggest enemies. Tank finds himself racing against the clock to save her, proving that the chances they were both willing to take may be too risky. Will love help heal the pain from their pasts? Or are some wounds just too deep? For my daughter Your quiet determination to find your own path inspires me to always think outside the box. Thank you for being my inspiration. PROLOGUE JANE Running my hands over the puffy skirt of my glittery pink ball gown, I walked slowly down the long hallway leading toward the rooms where the bridesmaids were dressing. It was almost time, and I couldn’t have been further from ready. “Jane.” My head snapped up when I heard his voice, and my eyes settled on the blue eyes of the man I’d thought I’d marry not all that long ago. I waited for the sadness to creep in, and I wasn’t disappointed. I lifted my hand in an awkward wave. “Hi, David.” I brushed my long dark hair off my shoulder when his eyes surveyed my dress. “You look nice.” Taking a deep breath, I exhaled softly and smiled as politely as I’d been taught. “Thank you. You look very handsome.” He gestured around. “Isn’t this place amazing? Did you know Emily found it?” I knew that and nodded. “Yes, I know.” “She’s incredible, isn’t she?” This time when I nodded, I didn’t have any words. Swallowing hard, I pointed to the other end of the hallway. “I need to do something for Emily.” “Oh, of course.” He smiled again and leaned in to kiss my cheek before moving past me. For a moment, I stood still, sadness blanketing me again. Taking a few steps, I continued down the hallway and paused outside the door to the room where I needed to finish getting ready. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t go back in there and feign excitement with everyone else. Quickly looking over my shoulder, I hurried to the door on the other end when I realized no one was in the hallway with me. I pushed it open and stepped outside. Sliding to the side, I leaned my back against the brick wall and looked up at the incredible blue sky. It was the perfect day, perfect weather, perfect couple, perfect everything. Looking down, I stared at the concrete and tears filled my eyes, but I no longer knew if they were for David or because I mourned what I thought my life would look like. And I was so tired of being alone. With a heavy exhale, I looked around. Maybe I just needed some fresh air. Pushing off the wall, I started walking until I found myself in the parking lot, but when I should’ve stopped, I didn’t. I left the parking lot and went to the intersection before looking up at the sign and turning left on Main Street. I had no idea where I was walking to, but if this was what I needed to do before I watched my sister marry my ex-boyfriend, then I would do it. If it wasn’t my life, I would probably find it romantic, but that wasn’t the case. It wasn’t pretend. My boyfriend fell in love with my older sister two years ago, told me, dumped me, and today, they’re about to exchange their vows. In less than an hour, I would stand in a line filled with friends and cousins all there to be bridesmaids. I’d celebrate their happiness and the fact that they found each other and had no problem pushing me aside. My mother felt all should be forgiven after she made them apologize, but it wasn’t authentic. Neither of them was sorry that their happiness