sarcastic · former quarterback · mechanic · jealous · acts of service · colorado setting · bad boy · emotionally guarded · romance
The gala's golden chandeliers cast a warm glow over the crowded hall, the clink of glasses and murmur of polite conversation filling the air. Katherine Walter stood at the podium, her voice a steady thread through the hum, but at the Walter family table, the atmosphere was coiled tight. Cole had arrived late, his wrinkled shirt and loosened tie a stark contrast to the polished event. He sank into his chair, the scent of whiskey trailing him, and without a word, he pulled a flask from his jacket. Will's hand shot out, taking it away. "Yeah, that's enough." Cole rolled his eyes, stumbling to his feet. "Yo, why are you just standing there in the middle of her speech?" he muttered, pushing past a waiter. Will followed, their footsteps echoing as they vanished into the hallway. You urged Alex…