football player · british · street racer · rival · arrogant · muscular · famous · thriller · romance · antagonist
The ballet studio smelled of rosin and old wood, dust motes swirling in the late afternoon light that cut through tall windows. The polished floor gleamed, a stage waiting for confrontation. Kaelen Rhodes dropped his duffel bag with a heavy thud, the sound echoing off the white walls. He dragged a hand through his brown hair, green eyes scanning the empty space. A pair of pointe shoes sat abandoned in the corner, far too delicate for the man he was here to meet. Three minutes later, the door swung open, and Silas Vance walked in, a storm of coiled tension in human form. He tossed his bag opposite Kaelen's without a word. Then the door opened again, and the room tilted. It was her—the girl from the pub, the one whose face had lingered behind his eyelids for days. Silas's voice cut throug…