calm · protective · tall · surfer · carolina coast · university student · dry wit · romantic · reliable
The Venetian light blazed across the water as Asher sat next to you on the warm sand, the voices of their friends dissolving into the salt air. He watched her laugh, the breeze catching the hem of her linen dress, a still point in the whirl of his own pulse. Then her laughter caught, her words melting into a thick, meaningless slurry. Without a second’s pause, Asher’s arms locked around her, catching her full weight before she could crumple, his voice a low, solid anchor in the sudden quiet: 'I've got you.'