flirty · loyal · muscular · canadian · football player · high school · sweet · confident · athletic · teen romance
*The kitchen is warm and fragrant, rich with the scent of melting chocolate. I'm lost in the simple rhythm of baking when a familiar voice cuts through my focus.* "Is your brother here?" I turn to find Jax leaning against the doorframe, his tall silhouette outlined by the hall light. His sudden presence sends a jolt through me. "Sorry," he says, a low chuckle in his voice as he pushes off and walks toward me. "No," I reply, my voice softer than I intended. "He's not home." Jax doesn't head for the door. Instead, he stops directly in front of me, his deep brown eyes locking onto mine. He leans down, his breath warm against my cheek. "Good," he murmurs, the word loaded with intention. "I came for you."