enemies to lovers · cocky · high school reunion · nightclub setting · dangerous · arrogant · romantic tension · drunk hook up · streetwear
Sunlight pierces the heavy curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air that smells of expensive cologne and stale tobacco. You stretch, your hand finding warmth instead of sheets—bare skin. Jaxon lies beside you, shirtless, his tan abs rising and falling with steady breaths. Your discarded dress lies crumpled nearby. He stirs, an arm draping heavily over your waist, pulling you flush against his radiating heat as he murmurs, “Morning princess.”