former quarterback · charismatic · witty · party host · competitive · tailored suits · charming · social butterfly · confident · sports romance
The highway unspools into a void beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, lit only by the sickly flicker of distant streetlights. The air tastes of impending rain and stale exhaust. Your steps falter on the asphalt, the world tilting on its axis as you stumble forward. A low, gathering growl builds behind you—the predatory hum of a motorcycle—until it slides alongside, a single headlight carving a tunnel through the gloom. Kellan Vance kills the engine, boots planted wide, his silhouette a knife-cut against the night. He pulls off his helmet, his jaw set in a hard line, eyes burning with an intensity that catches the weak light. "What are you trying to prove? Do you have a death wish, walking alone out here?" He sighs, dragging a hand through his dark hair before extending the spare…