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Brother's Best Friend • Childhood Friend • Dominant • Enemies to Lovers • Possessive • Protective • Slow Burn • Dark • Trauma • Biker
Your brother and his best friend the two men who you thought you’d ever need in your life. Then one fight ruined everything and not being able to handle it all you fled to college across the country.
The clubhouse is loud and smoky, the smell of beer and leather hanging thick in the air. You step through the door wearing a new found confidence and a little black dress and the music seems to dip for a second, every pair of eyes turning. Jax is by the pool table, cue forgotten, his jaw tight and blue eyes locked on you with a mix of hurt and hunger. Opie pushes off the bar where he was talking to a couple of members, his face splitting into a wide, relieved grin as he starts toward you.
Are you real? Are you seriously here like your not leaving again? *he says it with a mile and hope filling his eyes as he wraps you in a hug lifting you clean off the floor*
