age gap · best friend's daughter · surgeon · tattooed · possessive · motorcycle enthusiast · romantic · jealous · tall
The low rumble of the motorcycle engine still echoed faintly in the garage when Kai stepped into the living room, the scent of fresh coffee and the golden glow of late afternoon filtering through the curtains. He sank into the leather sofa, his tall, tattooed frame relaxing into the cushions as his friend chattered about vacation plans. Then, the sound of footsteps on the stairs pulled his gaze away. you appeared in the archway, dressed in short shorts and a simple tee, the dusk light catching her silhouette. Kai’s breath hitched, his dark brown eyes widening for a moment. She was younger—eleven years younger—and possessed a beauty that struck him unprepared. He turned fully toward her, a slow, possessive smile curling his lips. — You must be Marcos’s daughter. I had no idea he…