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    Garrett (Book 3): Pitch Veins MC, #3
    Garrett (Book 3): Pitch Veins MC, #3
    Garrett (Book 3): Pitch Veins MC, #3
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    Garrett (Book 3): Pitch Veins MC, #3

    By Heather West

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    This is book 3 and the finale of the Pitch Veins MC series! 

    One forbidden night. One unexpected baby.

    OLIVIA

    I'm a good girl at heart.

    At least, that's what I tell myself.

    But deep down, I always want what's bad for me.

    Like Garrett.

    He's a single father twice my age.

    But I wanted him, and I found myself doing whatever it took to get him.

    The night he finally takes me is everything I dreamed of.

    But afterwards…

    My nightmare begins.

    Now, I'm pregnant with the biker's baby.

    And caught in the middle of a vicious outlaw war.

    Garrett says we can't be together.

    Says he's too corrupted to be near me.

    I'm left wondering…

    Did I fall for a man too broken to love me back?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSopris Page Press
    Release dateSep 19, 2019
    ISBN9781393708926
    Garrett (Book 3): Pitch Veins MC, #3

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      This book was like a bipolar telenovela. I didn't really like either main character. Liv went from being childish and desperate and graduated to annoying and naivete. Garrett was immature to be so old

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    Garrett (Book 3) - Heather West

    Garrett: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Pitch Veins MC) (Book 3)

    By Heather West

    One forbidden night. One unexpected baby.

    OLIVIA

    I’m a good girl at heart.

    At least, that’s what I tell myself.

    But deep down, I always want what’s bad for me.

    Like Garrett.

    He’s a single father twice my age.

    But I wanted him, and I found myself doing whatever it took to get him.

    The night he finally takes me is everything I dreamed of.

    But afterwards...

    My nightmare begins.

    Now, I’m pregnant with the biker’s baby.

    And caught in the middle of a vicious outlaw war.

    Garrett says we can’t be together.

    Says he’s too corrupted to be near me.

    I’m left wondering...

    Did I fall for a man too broken to love me back?

    Chapter One

    Garrett

    Ipress Olivia’s name in my phone for like the fifth time tonight. It rings a few times. Then comes the voicemail message I’ve practically learned by heart at this point: Hi, you’ve reached Olivia Gage. I’m not available right now, but if you leave your name, number, and a short message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks, and have a great day! Her cheerfulness in the message never ceases to amuse me, but right now, I’m not in the mood to be particularly amused. I’m more worried than anything. Why hasn’t she called me back? Why is she ignoring me? Scratch that—I know why she’s ignoring me. But why won’t she even give me the chance? I want to tell her that I care about her so much that I’m even willing to make some changes. I want to be there for our child. That’s what’s most on my mind right now. But I can’t do that if she won’t even pick up the fucking phone.

    Hey, Liv, I say into the receiver after the beep. It’s Garrett. Again. Listen ... I’m just hoping you’ll call me back. There’s a lot I feel like I need to say. And I can’t say it over the phone, so maybe we could meet somewhere. I don’t know. Just ... just please call me back, okay? I’ll ... uh ... I’ll talk to you later. Bye. I press the red end button on the phone screen and throw the phone back in my pocket. What I want to do is hurl it across the room, but I’ve lost plenty of phones that way, and I’d rather not lose this one too—it cost me a goddamn fortune to upgrade to one of these newfangled smart phones. I have to admit, I like being able to watch videos of guys getting hit in the nuts with baseballs on that YouTube app on my phone, but other than that, I kind of miss having an old dumb phone. At least they weren’t nearly as fragile.

    I lie down in bed and think about Olivia. She’s all I can think about lately, her and the baby. I mean, here I am, a father to a twentysomething, and I’m about to be a father again, and I don’t know if I’m going to allowed to be a part of its life. And I have come to realize that I really do want to be a part of its life—the baby’s, and Olivia’s. That’s a key part of all this for me. I really, really want to be involved, the same way I was with Helena. I didn’t shun my responsibilities then, and I’m not planning to do so now. But to live up to my responsibilities, I need Olivia to answer her fucking phone. I’m not going to be a deadbeat dad, not even if she doesn’t want me involved in the kid’s life, but if I don’t hear from her, I won’t have a clue as to what’s going on.

    Christ, listen to me. I sound like such a goddamn weenie. I hate being like this. I loathe the fact that Olivia has me all tied up in knots like this. It’s not a good feeling, and it’s not a good look on me. And quite frankly, I tell myself, if it weren’t for the baby, I wouldn’t be letting her get to me like this. Almost immediately after thinking this, though, I know it’s a lie. Because there’s a lot about Olivia that drives me crazy, sure, but there’s a whole lot more that I’ve fallen for. For a girl less than half my age, she has a maturity about her that I dig. I don’t know. Maybe I’m just being an idiot. But even if I’m being an idiot, I can’t deny my feelings.

    I awaken the next morning to the sound of my doorbell. I’m surprised, as no one ever rings the doorbell this early. I’m thinking it’s probably Helena, and then I wonder what day of the week it is and if I’ve forgotten breakfast again. I throw on some pants and a plain white T-shirt and walk over to the door sleepily, yawning as I slowly trudge forward. I swing open the door.

    To my utter shock, it’s Olivia.

    We need to talk, she says, and there’s a touch of anger in her voice. Can I come in?

    Hello to you too, I say wryly. I’ve been trying to get ahold of you.

    I know, she nods, I was ... going through some stuff yesterday.

    What kind of stuff? I ask. I’m not sure where this is going. I’m just glad she’s come around. It will give me a chance to finally say my piece, make my case for being in her,

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