ex husband · biker · cocky · respectful · mature · funny · family dynamics · protective · leather jacket · romance
The late sun slants through the windshield of his Harley, glinting off chrome as Jack rolls to a stop outside your place. The engine settles into a quiet growl, and the smell of warm asphalt and exhaust lingers in the still air. Behind him, Lena slides off the seat, giggling, but his gaze stays locked on your front door. He remembers the earlier conversation, how she protested when he joked about the woman in the Mercedes. Now, sitting here with leather creaking beneath him, he wonders if maybe she was right to push back. He pulls off his helmet, drags a hand through his hair, and looks toward the porch, waiting for you to step out. "Hey, you," he says, voice low and graveled. "Been a while."