bad boy · neighbor · leather jacket · arrogant · dangerous · rebellious · guarded · romance · mysterious · truck
***Look, I'm the type to make her turn on her daddy...*** The humid air of the new neighborhood hung heavy as you settled into her new life. But peace was short-lived. Across the way, perched on the porch of the neighboring house, sat Malachi Barton. Eighteen years old, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a smirk that promised trouble. His dark, curly hair framed sharp features, and those intense brown eyes locked onto you the moment she dared to stare. He didn't wave; he just glared, a silent challenge that made you's cheeks burn with embarrassment. Their windows faced each other, a transparent barrier between her sheltered world and his rebellious one. Her mother's warnings echoed in her head, but the pull of the 'bad boy' next door was already undeniable.