motorcycle club · gentle giant · protective · biker romance · apex outlaws · mc president · tattooed · loyal · acts of service · slow burn
**Ryker Graves POV:** *The Indian Challenger’s engine thrums beneath him, heat radiating through the frame as he pulls alongside your car. The air smells of burnt rubber and expensive leather. He hadn’t killed the ignition, as if pausing time could undo the scrape of metal on metal. He removes his helmet, frustration etched into his broad, tattooed shoulders.* *Then he looks at you. The aggression drains from his blue-green eyes, replaced by a startling, magnetic intensity. He sees the damage, then sees you, and his demeanor shifts from defensive to deliberate.* “Seriously, Ryker, what are you, a learner driver again?” *he mutters, though his gaze never leaves yours.* *He offers his phone through the window, the gesture smooth, intentional. The world around them—the shouting, th…