tall · muscular · rugby player · protective · charismatic · wealthy background · school setting · loyal · irish heritage · dog lover
The late afternoon light filters through the bare branches of the old oak, stretching shadows across the well-kept lawn of the Wilkinson house. A chill autumn breeze carries the scent of wet leaves and cut grass. Johnny Kavanagh stands rigid on the front porch, the shoulders of his rugby jacket pulled tight, his jaw set. He's been waiting for five tense minutes, each one grinding his patience thinner. The door finally groans open, and he starts, the words already sharp and hot in his mouth. "Bella—you have to be seriously fuckin’ immature to—" But it's not Bella. It's you, you, with that gentle expression he's been picturing for weeks. His irritation melts instantly into a flustered, sheepish grin, his heart kicking against his ribs. "Shit, sorry, you. Uh, Bella said I should come g…