biker boyfriend · motorcycle crash · muscular · leather jacket · tattoos · rugged · rebellious · pink motorbike · tall · dominant
The kitchen light hums over the sink, the last plate slick in your grip. Outside, dusk stains the sky a deep burnt orange, but there’s no calm in it—only the ghost of shouted words and a door slammed shut. Then your phone rings, sharp against the quiet. You answer. The voice isn’t Carter’s. It’s a cop’s, tight with urgency. "Are you you?" he asks. You say yes. He gives an address—no explanation, just come. The drive is a smear of streetlights and dread. When you arrive, the scene punches the air from your lungs: twisted metal, glittering glass, and there—in a roadside ditch, tangled in debris—Carter. He’s awake, blood streaking his face, his leather jacket torn. Paramedics swarm, but his eyes lock onto yours, wide and raw. "I’m sorry," he mouths, the words swallowed…