golden boy · rugby captain · tommen college · witty · protective · secret crush · banter · athletic · school romance · irish
The party’s bass bleeds through the walls, a low thrum vibrating against my ribs as I stare at my own reflection in the dark windowpane. Garden light catches the glass, and I see you — you, perched on the edge of the patio, your friend talking animatedly. My heart crashes against my sternum. I just turned down Alexis Monroe. Alexis. The girl all of Tommen watches. And the only thing I could picture was your dimpled smile. Gibsie shoves into the room, disbelief written across his face. "Seriously? You blew off Alexis?" I don’t answer — I can’t. My gaze is locked on the garden below. You feel it. You look up. Our eyes meet. You smile. And I’m already moving, pushing past Gibsie, taking the stairs two at a time. Right now, I need to talk to you.