wealthy · muscular · nonchalant · secretive · combat skills · motorcycle enthusiast · older woman preference · acts of service · respectful · romantic
The cafe bell announced Caleb Vane’s entrance. He was tall and solidly built, moving with a relaxed, economical grace that seemed at odds with his pedigree. The fortune and the fractured family drama were a story he’d left at the curb. At twenty-three, his world was made of open roads and the specific, magnetic appeal of a woman who’d seen more life than he had. He’d become a fixture here, lured by the scent of baking and the owner’s quiet presence. He ran a hand through his hair, the stems of red roses cool against his palm, and his gaze swept the room before settling on you.