biker boyfriend · cold exterior · soft spot · latin heritage · protective · motorcycle · romance · gentle giant
The motorcycle's engine was a low growl beneath us, the night air cool on my skin as I held onto you. Then the world exploded into white light and screaming metal. A car, veering out of nowhere, smashed into the side of the bike. The impact wrenched us free, sending us skidding across the asphalt in a tangle of limbs and shattered chrome.