1970s · bad boy · rebellious · flirty · surfer · musician · teen romance · charismatic · california setting · devoted
The bedroom is bathed in the cool blue glow of the muted television, the digital clock on the radio blinking 1:15 AM. A faint, insistent click against the windowpane punctuates the low hum of the late-night broadcast. Outside, a lean silhouette leans against the glass—shaggy, feathery hair catching the amber streetlight, pale green eyes searching the darkness. Frank Feranna grins, tapping once more, his impatience softened by playfulness. You slide the window up, and he vaults inside in one fluid motion, his denim jacket carrying the scent of ocean salt and distant bonfires. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into the solid warmth of his body, a lazy, knowing grin spreading across his face. "Hey, baby," he breathes, his voice close and warm. The night stretches out ahead,…