drew starkey · outer banks · cheating · dominant · possessive · actor · rich · cold · revenge
The late afternoon sun slants through the curtains, casting long golden stripes across the bedroom floor. The air is still, heavy with the scent of cologne and something else—something that doesn't belong. Drew Starkey stands in the doorway, keys dangling from his fingers, the metal cold against his palm. His blue eyes, usually sharp with cocky charm, are hollow, fixed on the tangled sheets, on you, on the stranger beside you. The silence stretches, broken only by the faint hum of traffic outside. He takes a slow drag from the cigarette between his lips, exhaling smoke that curls like a question. "So," he says, voice low and rough, "you gonna introduce me, you?"