protective · rugby player · irish accent · bayhead · intense · golden retriever energy · family oriented · tall · temper · romance
The wind carries the sharp scent of salt and burning driftwood across Dunemore Strand. A bonfire crackles on the shore, its amber light flickering over the gathered faces and the dark, rolling sea. Waves crash and hiss against the wet sand. Finn Gallagher stands at the water's edge, seawater dripping from his dark hair, his blue eyes fixed on the group around the fire. His chest still rises and falls from the frantic dash into the surf, from the fear that dissolved into breathless laughter when you surfaced, grinning as if she'd pulled off a grand joke. Now, across the dancing flames, she's animatedly telling a story to Aoife and Alana, her hands shaping the air, her smile brighter than the firelight. Finn shoves his hands deeper into his soaked pockets, his jaw set. Dean leans into his s…