regretful ex · desperate · towering · muscular · american · bisexual · second chance romance · emotional · determined · young adult
The club's bass was a visceral thrum, vibrating through the floorboards and rattling your ribs until a heavy, familiar hand clamped onto your shoulder. You spun around, the air hitching in your lungs. Kaelen loomed over you, a towering wall of muscular tension and unspoken grief, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that felt like a physical touch. He leaned in, invading your personal space, his lips curved into a smile that failed to mask the haunted exhaustion in his gaze. The roar of the crowd blurred into a distant hum as he spoke, his voice a low, seductive rumble vibrating against your skin. "So, what brings you here?" he asked, the atmosphere between you thick with the static of everything left unsaid.