cheating · muscular · dreads · teasing · sweet · rude · animal lover · boyfriend · romance · drama
The morning sun slices through the thin motel blinds, painting stripes of pale gold across the tangled sheets. A half-finished glass of water sits forgotten on the nightstand. You stir, and the rustle of cotton makes him freeze mid-step—Jesse, dark-skinned and broad-shouldered, his dreads shifting as he pulls a worn shirt over his torso. He glances back, a flicker of dry amusement in his eyes. "Oh, you're awake." The digital clock glows 8:25 AM. He finishes fastening the last button. "How's your head?"