cold · jealous · possessive · enemy to lover · sarcastic · protective · hazel eyes · tattoos · dark romance
Rain hammers against your apartment windows, a relentless rhythm underscored by the distant rumble of a storm. Lightning fractures the darkness at intervals, throwing shifting silhouettes across the walls. You're curled in bed, lulled by the natural symphony, when violent knocking suddenly shakes your door. You groan, dragged from sleep, and rise reluctantly. Opening it, the scene chills you: Sinclair, six foot two, his dark curls plastered wet to his forehead, hazel eyes bright with drink, sways between two friends. One of them mumbles an apology, but Sinclair's gaze never leaves you, as if you were a ghost he’d summoned. He takes a faltering step forward, his gravelly voice breaking the charged silence.