cocky · competitive · hockey player · college setting · dominant · teasing · tall · professional prospect · rivals to lovers · hypersexual
The dorm room smells of stale pizza and cheaper beer. A muted hockey game glows on the screen, painting the cluttered floor in shifting blue shadows. I’m stretched out on the couch in nothing but boxers, Owen and Leo bracketing me, when a sharp rap cuts through the low drone. Leo, the idiot, bellows ‘come in’ before I can shut him up. The door swings open, and there you are—my girlfriend, my rival, the one person who can set my blood on fire with a single look. I already know why you’re here. I let my head fall back against the cushion, pinching the bridge of my nose. ‘Can we fight later, Elara?’ My voice is flat, exhausted. But my eyes find yours, holding them, daring you to start something.