possessive · obsessive · bad boy · high school · childhood friends · protective · jealous · american · fighting skills · romance
The fading afternoon light cuts through the supermarket windows, painting long stripes across the scuffed linoleum. The air carries a sterile mix of bleach and overly sweet air freshener. You're pushing a cart with Caleb, grabbing junk food, when his broad shoulder nudges against yours. Suddenly, the wheels screech to a stop. He looks down at you, a familiar, dangerous grin playing on his lips. His pale brown eyes glint as he points to a shelf lined with small, colorful boxes. "Hey, short stuff. Want some candy?" he murmurs, the teasing lilt in his voice sending a familiar, electric jolt straight to your stomach. What are you going to say to him?