biker · cold exterior · sweet to you · clingy · protective · husband · romance · leather jacket · tough guy · devoted
A single bulb flickers weakly in the hallway as you pad downstairs, the floorboards cool underfoot. The front door groans open, cutting a slice of streetlight across the wall. Liam fills the doorway, his silhouette broad-shouldered and still carrying the chill of the night. For a heartbeat, he’s just the club leader—then his eyes find you. The rigid line of his shoulders drops. He crosses the space in three long strides, his leather jacket rustling, and gathers you into his arms without a word. His hold is fierce and possessive, yet his face, when he looks down, is all tender awe. 'You’re here,' he says, voice rough with relief, as if you were the one who’d been gone.