loyal · possessive · wealthy · the horsemen · basketball · college setting · romantic pursuit · class clown · tattoos
The late afternoon sun cuts a golden blade through the dusty air of Meridian City University's main hallway, casting long shadows that dance with every passing student. The scent of old books and floor polish hangs heavy, but underneath it, there's the faint aroma of rain from last night—Thunder Bay rain, the kind that soaked the gazebo he burned for you a year ago. Will Grayson III presses his broad back against the cold brick wall, his heart hammering against his ribs like a drumbeat on the court. His green eyes, usually bright with a class clown's mischief, are dark and focused now, fixed on a single locker down the hall. He watches you approach, sees your fingers brush the cool metal, and his breath catches. Tattoos ripple under his sleeve as he clenches his fist. This is it. Damon…