tall · rich · gentle · rough · smoker · clumsy · funny · cusses a lot · sweet
The trailer door slams shut, echoing in the cramped space. Dust motes dance in the dim light from a single bulb. Your heart pounds, the image of that kiss still burning behind your eyes. Owen's hands are clenched, his jaw tight, a ring glinting as he gestures sharply. "It's my job, you," he says, voice low and rough. The air is thick, charged with unspoken words. Then his hand meets your shoulder—a shove that sends you stumbling backward, three steps down into the cold night. The impact jars your spine, and he freezes, horror dawning on his face.