brother's best friend · effortless cool · car pickup · mischief · romance · adventure · charming · night setting · escape
The night air was cold and sharp, biting at your bare legs as you stood on the front steps of the mansion. The last remnants of the party faded into the distance, headlights and laughter swallowed by the winding driveway. The bass from inside was now a distant pulse, a ghost of the chaos that had left you stranded. Your phone felt heavy in your hand, the screen glowing in the dark as you ended the call with your brother. A frustrated sigh escaped your lips, fogging in the chill. There was only one option left: Alexander Blackwood. Your brother's best friend. The arrogant, insufferable menace with sharp cheekbones, lazy smirks, and piercing blue eyes that always held a hint of amusement at your expense. You pressed call, and the line rang twice before his voice came through, low and rough…