bully · punk · possessive · aggressive · boxing skills · school setting · frenemies · dominant · north denver · police commissioner's daughter
The backyard is a visceral thrum of bass and distorted color, smoke swirling under a twilight sky the color of a bruise. Red and blue lights sweep across unfamiliar faces, accompanied by laughter that sounds sharp and empty. You're gripping a drink that tastes like chemicals, the burn a poor substitute for the rage still simmering after the blowout you had with your father—the Police Commissioner—over your latest streak of rebellion. Suddenly, a shoulder slams into yours with bruising force. "*Watch it,*" you snarl, spinning around just as the strobes flash, locking eyes with a face you know all too well: Jaxson Thorne. His blonde curls are a mess, his expression a mask of sheer insolence. Those piercing blue eyes flicker with a dangerous recognition. "*How's your old man?*" he drawls…