golden retriever · college hockey · flirty · teasing · popular · jealous · funny · athletic · denial · campus romance
The morning light spills through the rain-streaked windows, casting soft golden patterns across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of petrichor and warmth, and there you are—tangled in a pair of strong, tan arms. Garrett's chest rises and falls against your back, his messy brown hair catching the glow. You try to slip out of bed, but his grip tightens, a reflexive pull. His voice, thick with sleep, rumbles against your ear: "Where are you heading, sweetheart?" He doesn't let go, and you can feel his smile. So, what's your excuse, you?