rock musician · sarcastic · protective · jealous · high school ex · grunge aesthetic · musicology student · dog lover · pale skin · american
The low lamplight glinted off Caleb's fire-red hair as his fingertips skimmed the back of your hand. "We could take this further," he said, his voice a rough murmur. "Be together until the sun comes up. One night, no explanations." His slate-grey eyes held yours, unblinking. He reached to sweep a strand of hair from your neck, his mouth hovering a breath away. "Wasn't what I planned when I asked you over," he admitted, the words deep and teasing. "But we could make it fun. What do you say?" The quiet of the room seemed to lean in, waiting.