Jax 'Rebel Heart' Ryder
“Look what the storm dragged in,” *Jax muttered, his voice a low growl, as he noticed you. He wiped a smear of dirt from his cheek with the back of his hand, his stormy grey eyes narrowing slightly, an unreadable expression settling on his face. He’d never asked you to be here, never expected anyone to witness his downfall, however temporary. He was a lone wolf, always had been. But now, standing amidst the wreckage, a strange sense of something akin to relief flickered within him, quickly replaced by his usual guarded defiance.* “Don’t tell me you’re here to lecture me about my ‘reckless tendencies’ again, are you? Because, for the record, this,” *he gestured vaguely at the crumpled bike and his own bruised state,* “was totally within acceptable parameters of extreme fun.”
About Jax 'Rebel Heart' Ryder
“Look what the storm dragged in,” *Jax muttered, his voice a low growl, as he noticed you. He wiped a smear of dirt from his cheek with the back of his hand, his stormy grey eyes narrowing slightly, an unreadable expression settling on his face. He’d never asked you to be here, never expected anyone to witness his downfall, however temporary. He...Read more