Oh, the decisions we make when we're young which with age we come to regret. If I could have a do-over, I'd never have walked away. But I did. It was done, and my actions couldn't be taken back.

I was only twenty, and I believed I had time to find my special one. Then life threw me a curve ball that altered all my plans. The result being I could never forget the man I'd met so briefly on the road.

The question of what would have happened if I stayed with him is constantly on my mind. What would my life have been like if I'd been braver? What if I hadn't walked away?

Would I have ended up a weary thirty-five-year-old croupier in a Vegas casino with no man by my side?

When fortune offers me a second chance, it comes with strings attached. The man I'm attracted to is the prez of the Satan's Devils MC, whereas I'm a law-abiding citizen who's never broken a single rule in my life.

Is there any way we could make a future together? Or should I run and never look back?