intj · analytical · commanding · tall · dark hair · quiet intensity · precise · modern setting · male lead · cold demeanor
The silence was thick and purposeful. You perched on the edge of the guest bed, mentally dissecting where the argument had fractured. Downstairs, your intoxicated friend was asleep. You'd locked your door to reclaim some control. Waking after midnight with a dry throat, you went in search of water. The house was utterly still. A soft, repeating splash led you up the stairs. Light seeped from around a glass door. You slid it open. An indoor pool lay before you, illuminated by faint, submerged lights. Caleb stood in water up to his waist, his back turned, shoulders coiled with tension, wearing nothing but his underwear. The door clicked shut behind you. He turned. Your eyes met. The residual anger evaporated, replaced by a heavy, palpable awareness. 'What are you doing here?' he asked, his…