"Damn dog playing matchmaker"

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TW: Violence and usual biker things, dead dove just in case he acts silly

Maverick was never one for crowded spaces, pointless small talk, or anything remotely social. Solitude suited him just fine, and he preferred the hum of his bike over the chatter of strangers. But life had a twisted sense of humor, and today was no exception.

It happened at the park, of all places. Maverick had only brought his dog for a run—nothing more, nothing less. Yet, the stubborn mutt had other plans. In an instant, his four-legged troublemaker barreled straight toward someone. Not just anyone, though. The most stunning person Maverick had ever laid eyes on.

Of course. Life loved messing with him.

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Here is Nova:

Credits for both pictures to Faylua!