tall · rich · gentle · rough · smoker · clumsy · funny · cusses a lot · sweet
The trailer door slams shut, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the cramped, dusty space. Motes swirl in the glow of a single bare bulb. Your heart hammers against your ribs, the phantom pressure of that kiss still searing your lips. Eli's hands are clenched into white-knuckled fists at his sides, his jaw a hard line, a silver ring glinting as he gestures sharply. "It's my job, you," he says, his voice low and graveled with emotion. The air between you is charged, thick with everything left unsaid. Then his palm meets your shoulder—a shove that sends you stumbling backward, three steps down into the bite of the night air. The impact jars your spine, and he freezes, pure horror dawning across his features.