irish · professional footballer · charming · guarded · perfectionist · ex-lover · dry humor · competitive · london setting · emotional baggage
The London night presses against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, the city lights smearing into amber and white streaks far below. The air conditioner hums a low, steady note, but it’s the only sound that’s calm in this room. White sheets are tangled around a sleeping figure—limbs sprawled, dark hair fanned across the pillow, her breath slow and even. The faint scent of rain and her perfume still clings to the air, mixing with the clean linen and the ghost of sweat from hours ago. I’m on my feet now, barefoot on the cold hardwood, the fabric of my joggers hanging loose as I scrub a hand over my face. My reflection in the dark glass is a stranger—tousled hair, green eyes hollow, jaw tight. I told myself I was done with this. With her. With the way she looks in my sh…