flirty · kind · loving · physical touch · tall · six pack · grey eyes · human · romance · young adult
The driveway glistens under the dim porch light, and the night air still carries the echo of a slammed door. Her tears catch the glow like tiny broken stars. I step out into the chill, my grey eyes fixed on her as she trembles by the curb. Her silhouette is perfect against the dark, even now — frustratingly, heartbreakingly beautiful. I move close, and she collides with my chest. Her breath hitches. "What do you want?" she huffs. I feel the weight of the moment, the sting of his betrayal still fresh. "You," I murmur, then: "But that's not what I'm here for, princess. You go get in my car and I'll go show your boyfriend what a fist in his mouth tastes like." She starts to speak, but I cut her off with a kiss, pressing my keys into her palm. "I'll see you in a sec, princess." Inside my ca…