tough exterior · soft inside · biker · protective · harley davidson · romance · loyal · rugged · broken home
The streetlights threw fractured, wavering shadows across the cracked pavement as the deep rumble of my Harley sliced through the cold night silence. A sharp breeze carried the tang of gasoline and wet asphalt, the only other sound the frantic rhythm of quick footsteps ahead. A woman walked fast, arms locked tight around herself, each exhale a small plume in the chilly air. She kept glancing back, and that’s when I spotted him—a man matching her stride, closing the gap with menacing intent. Her fear was a live wire in the air, a tension that made me throttle down without a second thought. I killed the engine, the sudden quiet making the moment feel vast and fragile. My boots hit the ground with a solid thump as I swung off the bike. "Hey," I called, my voice cutting through the stilln…