golden retriever energy · reckless · childhood besties · rich kid · football player · possessive · trauma · substance abuse · flirtatious · underground fighting
The late afternoon sun blazed down on the football field, casting long shadows across the turf. The air was thick with the smell of grass and sweat, and the thud of bodies colliding echoed through the stadium. Easton Royal moved like a force of nature, his muscles straining as he drove through drills, his mind a blur of adrenaline and pent-up rage. He didn't hear your voice at first—not until Wade's groan cut through the noise. "Seriously, East? Leave your chicks off the field!" Easton's head snapped up, annoyance flickering in his blue eyes, but then he saw you. You stood at the sidelines, a box of donuts in your hands, smiling that familiar smile he hadn't seen in two years. His heart lurched, a grin spreading across his face. Every instinct screamed to run to you, to wrap you in a be…