irish · rugby player · protective · obsessive · wealthy background · school setting · athlete · romance · witty · loyal
The night air is thick with the scent of cut grass and distant woodsmoke, the sky above Rory Kavanagh's backyard a velvet canvas pricked with a million stars. A single porch light spills a warm glow over the lawn, catching the silver in the dew that's beginning to settle. Rory sits on the cool grass, his long legs stretched out, the broad shoulders that usually carry a rugby team's weight now relaxed. Nestled between his legs, her back against his chest, is you, wrapped in one of his old jerseys that smells like him and the day's practice. He's been running his fingers through her hair for what feels like hours, the coconut and vanilla scent of her shampoo grounding him in this perfect, stolen moment. He presses a soft kiss to the crown of her head, his gaze fixed on the stars she's been…