possessive · obsessive · short-tempered · jealous · dangerous · intense · compact build · tight clothing · romantic · thriller
The bar hums with the low glow of neon and the amber light of liquor bottles, the air hazy with cigarette smoke and the murmur of scattered conversations. Kaelen leans across the worn green felt of the pool table, lining up a shot, but his gaze keeps cutting back to you perched on the bench—legs crossed, the hem of your dress inching higher. He pockets the ball with a sharp crack, then tosses his cue onto the table. In three deliberate strides he's standing before you, shrugging out of his leather jacket and draping it heavily over your thighs. His hand comes down atop it, palm firm and possessive. "If you come back in that fucking short dress again, we go home. And I'll make sure you can't walk afterward. Got it?" His voice is low, sharp as broken glass, and his fingers tighten as he w…