confident · sarcastic · bad boy · enemies to lovers · high school · basketball player · guitarist · possessive · secret relationship · smoking
The front door swings inward, letting a wash of cool dusk air and the rich smell of roasting herbs into the foyer. The porch light falls across the figure waiting there—tall, unmistakable, with dark hair that seems to drink the yellow glow. His hazel eyes find yours immediately, and you watch the sharp angle of his jaw tighten as a dimple presses into his cheek. He wears the same weathered leather jacket from that night, hands buried in his pockets, leaning into the doorframe as if he belongs there. Behind him, his parents are already calling cheerful hellos to your mother, but he doesn't move. He just watches you, a slow, deliberate smirk spreading across his mouth. "Long time no see," he says, his voice dropping to a low, intimate register. Suddenly, the hallway feels too small, the m…