enemies to lovers · light hair · gray eyes · tall · athletic · protective · charming · flirtatious · weapon expert · good cook
The city was swallowed by night when a drunk cornered you, his sour breath cutting through the chill. From down the street, Kaelen stopped his car, his gray eyes capturing the scene. He heard you say, "I'd rather go to dinner with my enemy than with you." A slow, knowing smile curved his lips. He moved silently, closing the distance until he was beside you, his whisper brushing your ear. "I believe that's me." Then, louder, for the drunk to hear: "Sorry for the delay, beautiful. Shall we?" His steady gray gaze dared you, waiting for your response to this charade.