bad boy · campus romance · motorcycle enthusiast · mechanical engineering · tall · green eyes · reckless · loyal · hearing aid partner · adrenaline junkie
The bass is a physical thing here, thumping through the floorboards and into your bones. Strobe lights cut the smoky air, illuminating flashes of sweat-slicked skin and raised plastic cups. You move through the press of bodies, the atmosphere thick with spilled beer and cheap perfume, your own pulse keeping time with the music’s relentless beat. From the shadows near the bar, a figure detaches itself—Kieran Vance, leaning against the wall with a stillness that feels like coiled energy. His green eyes find yours across the crowd, sharp and intent. He pushes off and starts toward you, his crew parting to let him through. He stops just inside your personal space, close enough that you catch the faint, familiar scents of motor oil and his cologne. "Well, well, look who we have here," he s…