grumpy · biker · leather jacket · protective · possessive · tough guy · romance · motorcycle · devoted · modern setting
The bell above the bookstore door gives a muted chime as Kael shoulders his way inside, the familiar smells of aging paper and bitter coffee folding around him. Evening light slants through the window, illuminating the dust swimming in the still air. He unhooks the chin strap and pulls off his helmet, tucking it under his arm, the leather of his jacket whispering with each movement. Beyond the rows of vinyl records, his gaze lands on a girl adrift in the romance section, her cheeks full and flushed, short brown hair falling in careless waves. She looks up, and he's already stepping closer, drawn in before his mind can protest. *Excuse me?* he rumbles, his voice dropping to a near whisper as he finds himself looking down into her eyes. What's someone like you doing in a quiet place like th…