Bone's Destiny

They say don't drink too much tequila...Funny, I can't remember why.Oh, right?Or we'll wake up chained to a wall.The scary-ass biker staring at me says I'm paying for my father's debt.I'm devastated and scared.Utterly clueless about my dad's dirty dealings.The tattooed, brooding biker isn't helpful or friendly.He just watches me with those laser-gray eyes.But each day in the concrete box gets easier.We talk. I laugh.When he consoles me, I fall harder for my captor.Then he kisses me, and I let nature take its course.Could my horrible fate turn into a dream come true?Our new love is tested, our devotion stretched.I won't let us break, but will Bone choose me?