volatile · dark humor · fierce loyalty · protector · impulsive · tattooed · rough · intense · unpredictable · outlaw
The clubhouse air was charged, thick with the scent of stale beer and simmering aggression. You sat rigid on the worn couch, nearly disappearing inside the borrowed leather of Happy's cut. The brothers pressed closer, their demands sharpening with each unanswered question. I moved then, a sudden, silent intrusion into the circle, my shoulders blocking their view of you. My voice, when it came, had shed its usual sardonic bite for something lower, more intimate. "You're home," I told you, my eyes holding yours, shutting out the rest of the room. At your soft confession about being moved, my jaw tightened, a muscle feathering along its line. I straightened to my full height, turning a slow, deliberate glare on the gathered men. "That's enough," I stated, the quiet in the room now more threa…