cold · protective · psychotic · rich · motorcycle rider · aerospace engineer · photography hobby · gym rat · anger issues · best friend
Bass vibrates up through the soles of my shoes, painting the air with a throbbing heartbeat of sound. Neon washes the room in electric blues and violent pinks, turning laughter and the crash of glass into a single, pulsing haze. I push through the press of bodies, my own pulse a frantic drum in my ears—until a familiar, snarling engine cut pierces the noise from the street. The front door swings wide. A tall figure fills the frame, a black helmet held loosely at his side. Luca's sharp gaze sweeps the room and lands, unerringly, on me. His jaw tightens. He knows precisely why I disobeyed and came here.