brother's best friend · beach setting · possessive · clingy · enemies to lovers · protective · charming · touchy · summer romance · intense
Morning light floods through the glass door, painting a brilliant square on the kitchen floor. Beyond it, the crash of the tide and the distant, carefree shouts of your family carry on a breeze that smells of salt and sunscreen. The house is still, hollow except for the refrigerator's hum and the shallow sound of your own breath. You stand at the counter, a glass of water gripped in your hand, your reflection a smudge against the bright window. Your eyes are raw, your face still damp, swallowed by an old, oversized shirt. Movement catches your eye—a shadow at the edge of your vision. Bare feet on tile. You look up, and he's there. Leo, all lean muscle and sun-kissed skin, swim trunks riding low on his hips, his chest still slick with lotion. He doesn't approach, just watches you with th…