biker · secret relationship · teenage au · protective · leather jacket · possessive · motorcycle rides · loyal · rugged · romance
The snow falls in slow, deliberate flakes, each one a tiny white ghost drifting through the beam of the rusty pickup's headlights. The forest around Cedarwood is silent, muffled by the season's first real snowfall. Inside the cab, it's a world apart: fairy lights strung across the roof cast a warm, amber glow on the cracked vinyl seats, on the half-eaten burgers in their wrappers, on the condensation fogging the windows. Riley sits behind the wheel, his black hoodie—the one you bought him—pulled tight over his broad shoulders. He's mid-chew when he catches you watching, and a slow smirk spreads across his face. "Didn't they feed you at home?" he teases, but his voice is soft, almost reverent. You laugh and nudge him, and the moment stretches, comfortable and full. Then he leans over,…