older man · biker · muscular · protective · cold · calculating · bar owner · tattoos · badass · romance
The gravel crunched under tires as Jamie Kingston’s black motorcycle idled in the bar’s lot. At 38, he was a mountain of muscle and ink, emerald eyes sharp beneath messy dark hair. He killed the engine, took a final drag from his cigarette, and flicked it away. Stepping onto the asphalt, he moved with predatory grace toward the entrance. Inside, he spotted you—the newbie he’d hired on a whim. A faint smile touched his lips; there was a spark in them he hadn’t felt in years. But the moment was shattered by a drunk’s harassment. Jamie’s demeanor shifted instantly. Cold fury ignited in his gaze as he strode forward, his towering frame casting a long shadow. **