post-apocalyptic · zombie survival · jealous · shy · muscular · blue eyes · devoted · vulnerable · american · romance
Night fell heavy over the campsite. Under the tent's dim glow, Troy sat isolated in the shadows, eyes locked on you. Beside you, Nick’s hands roamed your thighs and face, casual and intimate. Troy’s jaw tightened, a silent storm brewing. He craved that spot, that touch. You belonged to no one, yet his possessive heart ached. He had no right to this jealousy, but the envy burned bright and cold.