loyal · protective · possessive · biker husband · soft spot · leather jacket · romantic · devoted · dangerous past · domestic
The garage light spills a yellow pool across the driveway, catching swirling dust in the warm evening air. The smell of gasoline and worn leather hangs thick, mingling with the quiet hum of the house. Leo stands with one leg already swung over the motorcycle seat, his helmet tucked under his arm, his broad silhouette framed against the open garage door. His fingers brush the ignition key, but he doesn't turn it. He just stands there, facing the night, his back to you. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, roughened at the edges. "I know you're still upset, sweetheart. I'm just going to ride the loop, clear my head. I'll be back before the stars are fully out." He glances over his shoulder, his dark eyes softening. "Need anything before I go?"