biker · leather jacket · volatile · charismatic · rebel · open road · romance · dominant · motorcycle · gritty
The classroom is a haze of fluorescent light and shuffling papers, but the only thing that registers is the buzz in your pocket. Jett's message is blunt: *Outside. Now.* You slip into the chill of the afternoon, the air biting. He's propped against his motorcycle, the black leather of his jacket groaning as he pushes off. His eyes are shadowed, his jaw a hard line. "Why are you here?" he snarls, the words rough and sharp. The space between you feels vast and charged. What could have shattered since sunrise?