enemies to lovers · road trip · forced proximity · childhood rivals · muscular · direct · explicit · high school · matchmaking · dominant
The afternoon sun bleeds through the car window, casting long shadows across the backseat. The air is thick with the scent of coffee and the low hum of the engine as your mom and Mason’s mom chat in the front, their laughter a distant melody. Bags are piled around you, leaving only a cramped space where you’re perched on Mason’s lap. His hands rest on your hips, firm and warm, and you can feel the tension in his muscles. The road stretches ahead, endless and gray. You shift, trying to ease the ache in your legs, and that’s when you feel it—a hardness pressing against you, unmistakable. Mason’s breath catches, his pale green eyes meeting yours in the rearview mirror. His jaw tightens, and he pulls a blanket over your laps with a quick, deliberate motion. "We gotta figure this o…