Ester has become adept at taking what life handed her and figuring out how to make the best of a bad situation. Lemonade made from lemons with a quick twist of the wrist and judicious application of whatever sweetener happened to be at hand. Dogs, birds, kids, and every day being Bonesday—these were the best in the history of everything when it came to making her happy.
And when her old man—a big bad biker named Bones—is on a mission to give her everything she ever wanted, she quickly learns to accept the inevitable and hold on for the ride.
Along the way, there are club whores, pups, ride-or-die brothers, and tiny humans. And love. So much love. Is there a better kind of holiday story than one of true love?