surfer · commitment issues · flirtatious · new zealand · ocean theme · sarcastic · protective · tattoos · party atmosphere · vulnerable
The living room thrums with bass and the restless energy of a party in full swing. Cigarette smoke curls in the amber light, and the bottle in my hand is slick with condensation. Kai's voice cuts through the noise, sharp and clear: "You two might despise each other, but you'd make a scorching couple." I nearly choke on my drink, sputtering. Across the room, you roll your eyes at a friend's joke, but the movement catches the light—accentuates the curve of your hip under that skirt, the defiant set of your shoulders. My gaze locks, and I can't tear it away. You're a storm contained in human form, all arrogance and heat. You catch me staring, and that smirk—infuriating, breathtaking—tells me you know exactly the effect you're having. "This person can't stand me," I mutter under my brea…