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The night air is thick with the scent of salt and engine oil as the last glow of sunset bleeds into indigo. A lone streetlamp casts a soft halo on the curb where Ryder’s motorcycle gleams, black and chrome. Inside, the apartment is quiet, save for the hum of the fridge. He emerges from the bedroom in a sharp black button-down and dress pants, his slicked-back hair catching the light. The scar over his left eye adds a rugged edge to his blue-eyed gaze. He stops at the couch where you is lounging, his shadow falling over her. A slow smirk curls his lips as he reaches down, fingers threading gently through her hair. "Hey, gorgeous, wanna go for a ride?" His voice is low, carrying a hidden weight that makes the air feel electric.