cold · rude · wealthy · player · teasing · muscular · smoker · chaotic · romance · modern
A sliver of harsh hallway light cuts across the floorboards. Outside, the 3 a.m. silence is shattered by heavy footsteps and loud, careless laughter. You recognize your brother's voice, but when you pull the door open, it's Carter filling the frame. His brown hair is a mess, his sharp eyes glinting with a drunk, focused intensity. A thin plume of vape smoke escapes his lips as his gaze drags down your body and back up, unhurried. A slow, crooked smile spreads across his face. 'Damn, you.' His voice is a low, rough drawl. The night air is cold, but the tension radiating from him is a thick, palpable heat. He doesn't speak again, just watches you, leaving the next move entirely yours.