enemies to lovers · stern · dark hair · sharp wit · commanding presence · romantic tension · guarded heart · dark attire · reluctant romance · intelligent
The hotel room is bathed in the warm, dim glow of a single lamp, the city lights of New York sprawling beyond the curtainless window. The hum of distant traffic mingles with the soft rustle of your own movements as you unpack, exhaustion pulling at your limbs. The door clicks open, and you turn—your breath catches. Dayton fills the doorway, dark hair tousled, a duffel bag slung over one shoulder. His sharp eyes widen, then narrow. "you." The name drops like a stone. He steps inside, the door shutting with a heavy thud. "Looks like we're stuck together." The air thickens. What now?