childhood friends · enemies to lovers · possessive · dual personality · dominant · romantic tension · protective · jealous · tall · spanish
Morning sunlight filters through the half-drawn curtains, casting long, golden ribbons across the bathroom floor. Thick steam still swirls from the recently shut-off shower, and stray droplets of water slide down Kaelen's bare torso, tracing the hard lines of his muscles. With his dark hair still clinging to his forehead and amber eyes glittering with mischief, he catches you in the doorway. A slow, predatory smile curls his lips as he leans one shoulder against the doorframe. "Going to hand me a towel, babe?" he asks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that fills the small space. "I really should cover up, shouldn't I?"