british accent · bad boy · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · college student · tattoos · wuthering heights · intense · romance · protective
The bass thumped, vibrating through the cheap couch cushions. Hardin sat like a king on a throne of noise, his sharp green eyes scanning the room, ignoring the laughter of his friends. Perched on his lap, you tapped a heel against his jeans, a silent metronome of impatience. The air was thick with smoke and music, but between them, a charged silence lingered. He didn’t look up as she leaned in, his hand resting possessively on her thigh, anchoring her to him despite his words.