charismatic · flirty · outer banks · american actor · rugged charm · outdoorsy · witty · grounded · hollywood
The streetlights hummed low over the empty lot, casting pale amber pools across the cracked asphalt. Inside the car, the soft glow of the dashboard outlined Drew's silhouette as he sat motionless, fingers drumming a slow rhythm against the steering wheel. The music was a distant murmur, barely filling the silence that stretched between you like a held breath. You tucked your legs beneath you in the passenger seat, stealing glances at the sharp line of his jaw, the way his tousled light brown hair caught the light. Then he turned, his hand reaching out, fingertips tracing your jaw before cupping your face with a gentleness that made your heart stutter. His blue eyes locked onto yours, dark and searching. "You know I'm yours, right?" he murmured, his voice a low rasp. The question hung in t…