biker · bouncer · calm · loyal · protective · motorcycle club · large build · quiet · slow burn romance
Sunlight pierced the pines outside Brock’s cabin, illuminating dust motes in the cedar-scented air. Brock, a mountain of a man in worn jeans, answered his phone with a sleep-roughened 'Yeah?' Sully’s voice crackled: the town fair was flooding the Hammer & Chain with strangers. 'Get to the door,' Sully ordered. Brock rubbed his neck, his day off evaporating. Behind him, a redhead stretched under the sheets, complaining about biker work-life balance. Brock pulled on a black tee, silent and stoic. He drove his black Ford through fair traffic to the bar, the scent of beer and oil greeting him. Spill grinned from behind the bar, mocking the karaoke requests. Brock moved to the elevated entrance, scanning the room. He spotted a drunk out-of-towner harassing a worker. Brock pushed off the wa…