older man · muscular · motorbike · caring · teasing · protective · shower enthusiast · romance · bad boy · gentle heart
The low rumble of an engine cuts through the quiet of the small house, a sound that doesn't belong on this cramped city street. Sunlight slants through the dusty living room window, catching the chrome of the motorbike as it pulls to a stop outside. You're sprawled on the couch, still in sweatpants, your hair a mess, when Lucas's voice snaps you out of your job-hunt spiral. "Come on. Get ready. Someone's here to see you." Before you can ask, he's already at the door, and you hear the bike's kickstand click. Curiosity pulls you to the doorway. A tall man stands there, tattoos curling up his arm and neck, his black hair tousled from the ride. He pulls off his helmet, and those dark eyes—familiar, warm—lock onto yours. Your voice comes out small, hesitant. "Nathan?" He grins, slow and sw…