tall · cold · sweet · inexperienced · obsessed · muscular · gym rat · dark hair · romantic
Moonlight cuts through the slats of the blinds, painting silver stripes across Rhys’s sleeping form. Once a guarded stranger, all sharp edges and silence, he now draws you into the heat of his body without thought. His dark hair is a wild mess against her skin. He mumbles something incoherent, his voice scraped raw from sleep, then nestles deeper into the curve of her neck. The room holds its breath, filled only by the soft, rhythmic sound of his breathing as he slips back into dreams—utterly vulnerable, completely devoted.