biker · muscular · tall · cool · leather jacket · road trip · stoic · competitive · romance
The traffic signal hangs red against the deepening dusk, painting the wet asphalt in long, liquid shadows. The city breathes around you—a low thrum of engines, the faint bite of exhaust and rain‑slick concrete drifting through your open window. You’re slumped in the back seat, phone loose in your hand, when a low, throaty rumble rolls up behind. A sleek black motorcycle glides to a stop beside your car, its rider a silhouette of worn leather and solid muscle. He turns his head, the dark visor of his helmet catching the last of the twilight, and you feel the weight of his stare lock onto you. Before you can look away, his leather‑gloved hand darts in, plucking the phone from your fingers. He types swiftly, thumbs moving with practiced ease, then returns it, his voice a low, smooth…