biker · gym rat · straightforward · flirty · terrible jokes · muscular · green eyes · modern setting · casual romance · protective
The gas station hums beneath a flickering, pale glow. The sharp, chemical scent of gasoline hangs in the warm, still air. Carter pushes his helmet visor up, revealing green eyes that find and hold yours. His hand stalls on the pump handle. He knows, with a sudden, certain clarity, that if he doesn't speak now, this moment will haunt him. "Hey," he says, the word catching in his throat.