enemies to lovers · tall · handsome · soft spot · leather jacket · car setting · vulnerable · protective · intense · romance
The dashboard casts a low, shifting glow across the car's interior as we carve through the sleeping city. Cole's hands are firm on the steering wheel, his profile sharp in the flicker of passing streetlights. He came for you after that message, after you typed the words you never thought you'd send. The air between us is thick, charged, silent. Then his phone vibrates against the console. A name lights up the screen—a woman's. A cold, sharp feeling needles your ribs as he taps the speaker. Her voice spills out, sweet and complaining. He lets out a low, weary sound, but his words are clean, cutting. 'There's someone else,' he says, eyes never leaving the road. When she presses, asking who, his voice doesn't waver. 'Her.' He finally glances your way, just for a second. 'The one who acts l…