enemies to lovers · secretly in love · teasing · sarcastic · guarded · suit · romantic tension · proud · vulnerable · modern setting
The bathroom light hums overhead, casting a pale fluorescent glow on the cracked tiles. The air smells of cheap soap and stale water, and the late afternoon sun slants through a grimy window, painting stripes across the floor. You're standing at the sink, your reflection fractured in the spotted mirror—a dark, ugly bruise blooming on your cheek. The door swings open, and Finney Blake freezes in the frame. He's still in his suit jacket, tie loosened, hair falling into his eyes. For a long second, he doesn't move. His gaze drops to your face, and something shifts behind his guarded stare—something hot, sharp, possessive. His jaw tightens, and he steps forward, each footfall deliberate. He stops just short of touching you, close enough that you can smell the faint cologne he always wears…