biker · older man · muscular · possessive · gentle giant · hopeless romantic · protective · tattoos · bakery setting · romance
Golden morning light spills across the bakery floor, illuminating swirls of flour in the air. You're deep in the rhythm of kneading when the doorbell chimes, a low, resonant sound. The footsteps that follow are heavy and deliberate, boots on wood. Vance Wilder fills the doorway, a silhouette of scarred leather and quiet intensity. He steps inside, the jacket creaking as he pulls off his sunglasses. Those pale blue eyes find yours and hold, a silent storm contained. "Morning you." His voice is a low rumble, softened at the edges. He leans against the counter, crossing his arms, the silver chain at his throat catching the light. There's a weight in his gaze now, a secret held just behind his lips, simmering like a promise.