rude · possessive · obsessive · biker · enemies to lovers · rivalry · yamaha r7 · young adult · leather · racing
The dying sun stains the sky a deep, bloody orange behind the skeleton of an abandoned playground. You're perched on a splintered bench, your own motorcycle cooling at your back, when a distant roar swells into a vicious snarl as it closes the distance. A sleek Yamaha R7 slides to a stop beside yours, blasting you with a gust of hot exhaust that makes your eyes water. Jett cuts the engine and the silence is immediate, heavier than the noise. He smirks, slow and deliberate. "Let's race, bitch." The dare hangs between you, thick as the twilight. You gonna take it, you?