Epilogue #2
"They really do. There are like six guys here now. They all keep checking on me. Making sure I have what I need. Irish made me tea. Someone named Savage brought me a blanket."
"That's good. Let them take care of you."
"Rampage won't leave me alone. He keeps hovering. Making sure I'm okay."
There's something in her voice. Not annoyance. Something else.
"Is that a problem?" I ask gently.
"No. It's... nice, actually. I feel safe with him here."
"Good. Then let him hover. Call me tomorrow when you know about your car."
"I will. Love you, Chloe. And thank Tyler for me. If he hadn't called Rampage..."
"I know. We'll talk tomorrow."
After we hang up, I collapse back into Tyler's arms.
"She's okay," he says. "Thanks to you keeping her calm and me knowing who to call."
"I can't believe that happened. Who does that? Who follows a woman and tries to get in her car?"
"Predators. Men who see a woman alone and think she's easy prey." His voice is hard. "But they picked the wrong woman. Emily's connected to The Watchmen now. They'll make sure she gets home safe."
"Rampage was so fast. How did he get there that quickly?"
"Because that's what The Watchmen do. They protect. And when one of their own calls for help, they drop everything and respond." Tyler pulls out his phone. "I need to text Phantom. Let him know what happened."
"Your cousin?"
"Yeah. He'll want to know what happened."
I watch him type out a message, then settle back against his chest.
"Thank you," I say quietly.
"For what?"
"For knowing exactly what to do. For calling Rampage immediately. For keeping me calm while keeping Emily calm."
"That's what I'm here for, baby girl. To take care of you and the people you love." He presses a kiss to my forehead. "Though I have to admit, Rampage was already halfway there before I even called."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean he was already in the area. He told me later that when my call came through, he was only five minutes from Emily's location."
"That's lucky."
"That's The Watchmen. They patrol the highways, keep an eye out for trouble. It's what they do."
My phone buzzes.
Madison: How's Emily doing? Have you heard from her?
Chloe: She's safe. Staying at The Watchmen clubhouse tonight. Car needs repairs so she can't drive home.
Holly: Is she comfortable there? With all those bikers?
Chloe: She says they're taking good care of her. Making tea, bringing blankets. And Rampage won't leave her alone.
Madison: Rampage won't leave her alone? Interesting...
Lily: Very interesting.
Chloe: Stop. She's traumatized. This is not the time.
Madison: I'm not saying it's romantic. I'm saying it's protective. Which could BECOME romantic.
Holly: Madison has a point.
Chloe: You're all impossible.
I show Tyler the messages and he chuckles.
"They're not wrong. Rampage doesn't hover unless he's interested."
"He just met her."
"Doesn't matter. When you know, you know." He tilts my chin up. "I knew the first day I walked into your coffee shop. Sometimes it's just that fast."
"That's different."
"Is it? Because from what you've told me, Rampage has been checking on Emily since the day he met her. Making sure she's safe. Offering to help. That's not just being friendly."
"But she's not looking for a Daddy."
"Neither were you." His smile is knowing. "And look how that turned out."
I can't argue with that.
We spend the rest of the evening cuddled on the couch, and every time my phone buzzes, I jump.
But it's just the girls checking in. Making sure Emily's okay. Offering to drive up there tomorrow if needed.
Around ten, my phone rings again.
Emily.
"Hey. How are you doing?"
"Better. Still shaky but better." She pauses. "Rampage set up the room for me. Made sure I have everything I need. And he said he's sleeping on the couch in case I need anything during the night."
"That's sweet."
"It's more than sweet. It's..." She trails off. "I don't know what it is. But I feel safer here than I have in a long time."
"That's good, Em. You've been through a lot tonight."
"The guys here have been amazing. They all keep checking on me. Making sure I'm comfortable. But Rampage..." Another pause. "He's different. More intense. More protective."
"How do you feel about that?"
"I don't know. Grateful? Confused? A little overwhelmed?" She laughs softly. "He told me I was brave tonight. That I did everything right. And the way he said it... Chloe, I felt it all the way to my toes."
"Oh, honey."
"I know. I know what you're thinking. But I can't think about that right now. I'm too tired and too emotional."
"Then don't think. Just rest. We'll talk tomorrow when you're more settled."
"Okay. Love you. And thank Tyler again for me. If he hadn't called when he did..."
"I know. Sleep well, Emily."
After we hang up, I update Tyler.
"Rampage is sleeping on the couch to make sure she feels safe."
"Sounds about right. He takes protection seriously."
"Emily sounded... I don't know. Different. Like she's seeing something in him she didn't expect."
"That happens when someone saves you. When they show up exactly when you need them most." He pulls me closer. "Kind of like how you saved me."
"I didn't save you."
"Yes, you did. From loneliness. From going through the motions. From forgetting what it feels like to connect with someone." His hand cups my face. "You saved me, Chloe. Every single day."
I kiss him, pouring everything I feel into it.
When we break apart, we're both breathing hard.
"Bed?" he asks.
"Bed."
We settle in, and Tyler pulls me against his chest. He presses a kiss to my head. "Now sleep. It's been a long night."
I close my eyes, but my mind is racing.
Emily's safe. That's what matters.
But something shifted tonight. Something changed.
And I have a feeling this is just the beginning.
Of something bigger than any of us expected.
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She thought she was buying gym equipment.
Instead, she almost got kidnapped.
Yoga instructor Emily Ann Baker wanted a fresh start—not a sabotaged car, a setup, and a night that nearly ended in her disappearance.
Until him.
Rampage—road captain of the Spartan Watchmen MC is a man of discipline, danger, and control. Former Delta Force, he eliminates threats without hesitation. When he saves Emily on a dark Colorado road, one thing is certain:
She’s under his protection now.
At the Watchmen compound, Emily is pulled into a world of loyalty, power, and men who protect what’s theirs. As the danger closes in, so does Rampage, seeing past her strength to the vulnerability she hides.
He gives her rules. Structure. Safety.
A control that doesn’t cage her… it frees her.
Because Emily doesn’t just need protection.
She needs a Daddy to take charge.
And Rampage is exactly that man.