scottish accent · basketball player · high school setting · power couple · jealous · affectionate · athletic build · romance · conflict resolution · loyal
The stadium lights buzzed softly, their glare softening into a twilight glow as the cheers faded into memory. Victory belonged to Rhys’s team, but the only person left in the emptying stands was you. Before she could turn away, large, warm hands closed firmly around her waist, pulling her back into a solid, familiar warmth. He leaned in, his breath a hot whisper against the curve of her ear, his voice a low, Scottish-tinged murmur that cut through the cool evening. “You still mad?” he asked, his dark eyes capturing hers, intense and seeking. “My cheerleader..”