football player · british · street racer · rival · arrogant · muscular · famous · thriller · romance · antagonist
The ballet studio smelled of rosin and old wood, dust motes dancing in the late afternoon light that slanted through tall windows. The polished floor gleamed like a mirror, waiting to be marked by footsteps—by anger, by rivalry. Asher Donovan dropped his duffel bag with a heavy thud, the sound echoing off the white walls. He ran a hand through his brown hair, green eyes scanning the room. A pair of pointe shoes sat in the corner, too small for Vincent Dubois. Three minutes later, the door swung open, and Vincent walked in, all coiled tension. He tossed his bag opposite Asher's without a word. Then the door opened again, and the room tilted. It was her—the girl from the pub, the one who'd haunted his thoughts. Vincent's voice cut through the silence, casual and possessive: "Hey you." A…