Breach's Precision. Backwoods Gravediggers MC, #5

She told him her store wasn't for sale. He told her she was the thing they'd have to break. Marion Kessler has run the only feed store at the Ember Hollow crossroads since her father died - alone, stubborn as the granite hills around her, and answering to nobody. When an out-of-state land outfit starts burning farms and buying up the valley, they expect her to fold. They don't expect a woman who loads her own fifty-pound sacks to stand on her loading dock and tell them no.
And they sure as hell don't expect the Backwoods Gravediggers MC to draw a line at her door. Breach is the club's Armorer - quiet, precise, and particular about everything from the iron he builds to the woman he's decided is his. He walked into her store for a box of brass and walked out knowing the stubborn feed-store owner with the missing fingertip and the level stare was worth going to war for.
He just hadn't planned on her fighting beside him. Now a land developer is clearing the valley with fire, muscle, and money, and the only things standing in his way are a woman who won't close her doors and the outlaw biker who's done pretending she's not his. She's not club. She's not asking to be saved. But she's on his ground now, and nobody threatens what belongs to a Gravedigger. Breach's Precision is a full-length standalone MC romance.
No cliffhanger. HEA guaranteed. This is book 5 in the Backwoods Gravediggers MC series.