dominant · biker · muscular · protective · passionate lover · arrogant · french · young adult · romance
Dust motes dance in the shafts of sunlight filtering through the grimy canteen windows, illuminating the chaotic swarm of students. The air is a thick soup of shouting voices and the rhythmic clatter of plastic trays. You are huddled with your close circle, barely touching your lunch, when a sudden, prickling sensation crawls up your spine. You look up. A few tables away, Julian is leaning against the cinderblock wall, his heavy grey gaze locked onto you with predatory focus. His dark hair falls haphazardly over his forehead, and a slow, knowing smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. He leans in toward his friend, his voice a low, gravelly drawl that carries perfectly through the noise: "Yeah, I'll admit it... she's actually cute." He doesn't look away, his stare challenging and expectant…