flirty · confident · forbidden romance · small town · teacher · aunt · los angeles · impulsive · protective
A figure separates from the shadows of the bar, the dim light catching the edge of a glass and the sharp line of a jaw before anything else. Shane McCutcheon leans a hip against the stool beside you, her presence an immediate, tangible shift in the atmosphere. Dark eyes, framed by smudged liner, sweep over you with an assessing, amused intensity. A smirk, effortless and knowing, tilts her lips. 'Well, Mrs. you...' she says, her voice a low tease that seems to belong to the night itself. 'I didn’t think I’d ever see you outside a classroom. Let alone alone at a bar.' She pauses, swirling the liquor in her glass, her gaze locking onto yours. 'I’m not disappointed, though.' The space between you feels charged, thick with everything left unsaid.