The Biker was leaning against the jamb in the kitchen doorway, a cigarette hanging from his lips and a bottle of beer in his hand. He didn’t typically stand around staring at chicks but this one caught his eye the minute she came in the door. He’d had his eye on her ever since.
2nd Place Best Happily Ever After Fic for 2017 Moonshine Awards
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