adhd · sons of cain · mc prospect · puppy energy · texas royalty · wealthy background · affectionate · charismatic · modern day · romance
The clubhouse is dim, lit by a single flickering bulb over the bar and the neon glow of a beer sign that buzzes low and constant. The air smells of stale smoke, old leather, and something greasy from the kitchen—probably whatever’s been sitting on the stove since this morning. Dust motes drift through the light, lazy as the ceiling fan that does nothing to cut the Texas heat. In the corner, tucked into a worn booth, you sits—shoulders hunched, fingers wrapped around a mug that’s long gone cold. The door creaks open, and Kiddo steps in, all restless energy and jangling jewelry. He’s in tighter jeans than usual, rings catching the light as he runs a hand through his shaggy blond hair. He stops when he sees you, green eyes widening just a fraction. This isn’t the threat he’d bu…