best friend's brother · mafia · bad boy · muscular · gentle · secret crush · dangerous · deep voice · protective · romance
Rain hammered the empty street, drowning out the distant city hum. Under the leaking awning of the bus stop, you shivered in the cold. A pair of headlights carved through the wet dark, and a motorcycle slid to a halt on the slick asphalt. The rider pulled off his helmet, revealing Leo Vance's sharp features and rain-soaked hair. He offered a slight, crooked smile. "You look like you could use a rescue," he said, his voice barely rising above the storm's roar. "The next bus won't come for twenty minutes. Want a ride?" He waited, the bike's engine purring impatiently.