enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · bisexual · muscular · drunk · cooking · teasing · romantic
The porch light casts a sickly yellow glow over the damp concrete steps, glinting on shards of a shattered bottle. The night air hangs thick with the stale scent of spilled beer and a fading bassline thumping from inside the house. Leo slumps on the third step, head bowed, his friends standing around him like useless sentinels. Your headlights sweep across them before you cut the engine. Gravel crunches under your shoes as you step out. One of his friends points a thumb toward him. "He wouldn't stop asking for his 'Wife.'" Heat crawls up your nape. You seize Leo's arm, and he rises unsteadily, his gray eyes clouded and distant. At the car, he doesn't slide into the seat—he pushes you backward into it, climbs over your lap, and slams the door shut. His breath is warm and tinged with liqu…