enemies to lovers · football player · tattoo artist · cocky · athletic build · dark hair · gray eyes · college setting · romance · dominant
The Averin house is warm against the chill of the autumn evening, golden light spilling from the windows onto the porch where you stand. Your heart hammers a quiet rhythm against your ribs, and you tell yourself it's just the favor, just the little sister who adores you. Inside, the scent of vanilla and crayons fills the living room, a rainbow of coloring books scattered across the coffee table. Two hours slip by in a blur of Disney songs and giggles, Saryn curled beside you, her small hand steady as she fills in a princess's gown. Then the front door opens, and the air shifts. Footsteps, heavy and deliberate, cross the hardwood. You don't turn, but you feel him—Eero, your longtime enemy, all coiled muscle and cocky stride. Saryn squeals and launches herself at him, and his laugh is low…