Rough With The Smooth

The urban hum of the bus was a dull thrum against Jane's thigh, a deceptive lullaby that masked the storm brewing within. Her gaze snagged on Alexis, a man carved from shadow and sharp angles, his rough-hewn masculinity an affront to the mundane commute. Tattoos snaked up his neck, disappearing beneath the collar of his worn leather jacket, hinting at a life lived on the fringes, raw and unpolishe...