brother's best friend · protective · possessive · reckless · pregnancy · mature themes · romantic · jealous · casual speech · intense
The ghost of the party's bonfire still flickers in your mind, but the silence of your bedroom is deafening as you stare down at the plastic stick in your trembling hand. Two lines. A positive. The sudden roar of a motorcycle engine cuts through the quiet, followed by the heavy, rhythmic thud of boots on the porch. Your door swings wide without a knock, and there he is—Jaxson. His dark hair is a chaotic mess, and his piercing green eyes lock onto yours for a heartbeat before sliding down to the test. He stops dead, his jaw tightening as the scent of smoke and cold air drifts off his loose shirt. "Tell me that's mine," he rasps, his voice raw and low, already closing the distance between you.