enemies to lovers · protective · possessive · irish descent · rival · tsundere · modern setting · romance · flirtatious · tattooed
The nightclub pulses, a heartbeat of bass and fractured colored light. Bodies blur past as you lean heavily against the cool bar, the margarita glass slippery in your hand. Then the world tilts on its axis. Your legs dissolve beneath you. A solid chest catches your fall—the rough wool of Kaelen's trench coat brushes your arm. Calloused fingers cup your jaw, turning your face toward the strobing lights. "Steady, you. Look at me." His eyes, usually alight with challenge, go flat and hard. "Who did this to you?"