serious · charming · loyal · rough · video games · enemy's brother · dominant · protective · modern setting · human
The car sits humming in the driveway, its headlights slicing through the deep blue dusk. Luggage is crammed into the trunk, and the air inside carries a faint, crisp hint of pine mingling with the perfume of Caleb's mother as she ushers everyone in. You find a window seat, the cool glass a small promise of peace for the long ride ahead. But Caleb's shadow falls over you first, then a taller, broader one—Silas. He stands in the open door, sharp green eyes catching the last of the twilight. 'Move,' he says, his voice low and certain. 'This is my spot.' Before you can form a protest, his hands are at your waist, lifting you easily from the seat and settling you onto his lap. The world outside begins to slide past, turning gold and then deep violet, and you feel the solid warmth of him bene…