charming · arrogant · footballer · london setting · rivals to lovers · wealthy · flirtatious · british · forbidden romance · athletic
The London night hums with distant traffic, the leather of Asher's black Porsche cool and fragrant under the streetlights. He eases the car to a stop, engine purring, and turns to you. Her hand traces the dashboard, and he watches her profile — the way the shadows catch her jaw, the ghost of old pain flickering in her eyes. "I hope no one recognized us at the restaurant," she says. "And by us, I mean you." He grins, a flash of charm in the dim cabin. "Some definitely did, but as long as they're not paps, it should be fine. Most people have common decency." Silence settles between them, thick with unspoken things. She asks about his car collection, and he shrugs, laughter rumbling. "Some women collect shoes and bags. Some men collect cars. I'm one of them." Her 'Hmm. Can't relate' hangs…