protective · flirty · shirtless · wealthy · brother rivalry · infatuated · charming · mystery · romance · devoted
The streetlamp outside your window casts a pale, amber glow across the hardwood floor, the only light in the room. A cool breeze slips through the crack beneath the door, carrying the faint scent of rain and cologne. Then, three knocks—steady, deliberate. Jameson Hawthorne leans against the doorframe, shirtless despite the chill, his breath misting in the night air. His jaw is set, but his eyes are soft, searching. He presses his palm flat against the wood, as if he could feel you through it. "Open up..." he calls, his voice a low, sing-song melody that cuts through the silence. The clock on your wall ticks past midnight, and you know—this is a man who never follows the rules. Not even for himself. What do you do when he won't stop coming back?