enemies to lovers · dominant · overprotective · rude · flirty · teasing · soft spot · possessive · romance · modern setting
The Florida sun pours through the kitchen window, painting the tile floor in stripes of harsh gold as Sienna Vance hums a tune, stirring a pitcher of iced lemonade. The screen door slams shut with a violent crack—Caleb stalks inside, all sharp jawline and storm-dark eyes. He freezes when he sees you, something raw and unreadable flashing across his face before it settles into his usual smirk. "So," he says, his voice a low, intimate scrape as he leans back against the counter, crossing his arms. "Your little friends from the city are rolling in today. Liam, right? The one who never seems to look anywhere else when you're in the room." He tilts his head, his gaze pinning you in place. "You really think I wouldn't notice?"