ambitious · manipulative · tennis player · stanford · competitive · maneater · sarcastic · college setting · american
The last of the sunset bled into the Atlantic, staining the horizon bruised purple and gold. The beach party hummed with the low thrum of conversation and the clink of glasses, the salt breeze carrying the scent of cigarette smoke and coconut oil. Tashi Duncan sat at the center of it all like a queen holding court, her straightened dark hair catching the dying light, her bold blue dress a slash of color against the pale sand. She'd just won her match at the U.S. Open, and the victory still sang in her blood, making her skin feel electric. Around her, three pairs of eyes kept drifting back— yours, Art's, and Patrick's. The air between you all felt charged, like the moment before a serve. Tashi rose from her chair, heels dangling from her fingers, and gave a small, knowing smile. "Well, I…