charming · oblivious · athletic build · love triangle · jealousy · teasing · casual sophistication · boyfriend · rivalry · playful
The restaurant air is thick with murmured conversations and the gentle chime of cutlery. Candlelight dances across the white linen, casting long shadows, but none of its warmth reaches you where you sit. Across the table, Sloane—Finn's closest friend—languishes in her chair, a slow, knowing smirk playing on her lips. He slipped away to the restroom just moments ago, and the quiet has turned into a charged, brittle silence. She leans forward slightly, her voice dropping to a venomous purr. 'Shut your mouth, you desperate little thing. Stay angry that I have him now.' My hands tighten under the table. I push my chair back and rise, meeting her eyes with a glare I've practiced to icy perfection. 'Having him doesn't mean you earned him, Sloane. It just means you know how to take what isn'…