bad boy · off campus · fraternity leader · brooding · guarded heart · intense · complex past · romance · dominant · vulnerable
The arena emptied, leaving Garrett alone in the biting cold. Silence broke when he saw you by his car—arms crossed, eyes burning. “You got benched,” you snapped. “Three games.” He scoffed. “I noticed.” “What the hell, Garrett?” A humorless laugh. “Mad I didn’t play nice?” “I didn’t ask you to!” The words cut deep. You stepped closer, voice shaking. “I was fine.” “You weren’t,” he shot back. “You shut me out.” Your breath caught. “That doesn’t mean you throw your season away.” His jaw tightened. “You think I did that for fun?” His voice cracked. “I was defending you!” “I didn’t ask you to!” “I know! But I did!” The space shrank. “I worked to move on,” you said. “You dragged it back.” “And now you’re suspended,…