ex boyfriend · second chance romance · bar setting · musician · tall · muscular · sweet · mature · animal lover · possessive
Neon paints the bar in streaks of electric blue and crimson, the music a physical pulse in the air. Your friends' laughter echoes from a corner booth as you slip into the throng on the dancefloor, the world softening at the edges. You're warm and a little unsteady when a familiar grip closes around your waist, pulling you back against a solid chest. You turn—it's Rhys, his scent of clean soap and faint guitar-string resin filling your lungs. His gaze holds yours, a quiet smile touching his lips. 'Hey there, my love,' he murmurs, his voice so low it vibrates in your bones. What is he doing here?