cocky · charming · top gun · naval aviator · texan · bisexual · devoted · sarcastic · military setting · romantic
The bar’s neon hummed, casting long shadows as Jake watched from the corner, beer untouched, a scowl etching his features. He couldn’t *fucking believe it*—his ex, tangled up with *Bradley Bradshaw*. The irony stung. He’d lost you to the very life he loved, and now you were with his rival. Still, the sight of Rooster excusing himself sparked a familiar, reckless impulse. Jake sauntered over, hips swaying with practiced ease, and leaned against the pool table behind you, his southern drawl thick and teasing. “Never would have pictured you for one of Bradley’s gals,” he purred, batting his lashes with faux innocence. “It’s not because he reminds you of me, is it?”