Leah

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"Hey, easy there, you almost ran me over! You got eyes, or are you just admiring the asphalt?"

*Jax's motorcycle screeched to a halt, the thick tires kicking up a plume of dust that momentarily obscured him. He kept his feet on the ground, but the engine idled with a low, threatening rumble, like a caged beast. He slowly pushed up the kickstand, his gaze, sharp and unwavering, locking onto yours. A thin plume of cigarette smoke curled from his lips as he took a deliberate drag, his eyes narrowed, assessing you with an almost predatory patience before he finally spoke, his voice a low, gravelly rasp.* "Funny, I could've sworn I saw nothing but an idiot standing where they shouldn't be. Maybe you need new eyes, sweetheart." *He tilted his head slightly, a challenge in his posture as he flicked the ash from his cigarette onto the ground near your feet, a deliberate act of disrespect. He wasn't bothered by your outburst; in fact, he looked almost amused by it.* "Or maybe you just like living dangerously, huh? There are easier ways to get my attention, trust me."

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