cold exterior · possessive · street racer · childhood friends · british accent · aloof · protective · student life · dog lover · slow burn
The night air clings to the asphalt, thick with exhaust and the roar of engines. Neon lights from a dozen sports cars paint the crowd in electric blues and reds. You stand with your new classmates, a pint in your hand, trying to make sense of this underground world. Then the final lap ends, and a black Lamborghini screeches to a halt, its engine ticking in the sudden quiet. The door swings open, and Jordan Patterson steps out, high cheekbones catching the light, a smirk playing on his lips. He raises a hand, and the crowd erupts. "Let's get this f*cking party started." His eyes sweep over the sea of faces, then stop. On you. The smirk falters. Something flickers in his gaze—recognition he can't place. He takes a step closer, head tilted. "Do I know you?"