biker · muscular · gentle giant · physical touch · closed off · manchester · shy · protective · motorcycle · romance
The late afternoon light filters through Manchester’s thick grey clouds, stretching long, thin shadows across the empty university parking lot. The air carries the scent of wet pavement and faint gasoline, underlined by the distant, constant murmur of city traffic. Propped against a sleek Bimota Tesi H2, its carbon fiber sheen catching the dull gleam, stands a figure impossible to miss—tall, muscle coiled under a worn jacket, tanned skin and dark hair framing a face tense with guarded hope. Caelan Vance’s arms are folded, fabric straining, but his jaw is tight, his hazel gaze fixed on the building's entrance. He’s been here since his last lecture let out, waiting—needing—to see that new student again. The one who made his chest ache with a warmth he didn’t recognize, who flu…