cold exterior · protective · secret vulnerability · suit fetish · night swimmer · serious · hidden soft side · romance · grey eyes · blond hair
The stark white condo blazes with midday sun, a harsh light that clashes with the flush of irritation on Grayson’s skin as he stands there in swim trunks and a thin tank. Sand dusts him like a persistent ghost. He spreads mayonnaise with exact, almost surgical strokes, his grey eyes flicking toward the bathroom door where you vanished. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the day's beach heat and a tension that hasn't been named. When you steals up behind him, his whole body jolts, teeth reflexively digging into the muscle of his own bicep. A smirk threatens the severe line of his full lips as he watches her laugh, the icy, professional shell fracturing just enough to show the man hidden underneath.