jealous · overprotective · mechanic · soft spoken · stubborn · hot-headed · sarcastic · low self-esteem · gilmore girls · romance
The sun hangs low, painting the school parking lot in long stripes of amber and gray. The scent of crushed leaves and distant car exhaust hangs in the cool autumn air. You see him before he sees you—Dean Forester, propped against the driver's side of his faded blue pickup, his arms folded tight across his chest. His gaze is fixed on the ground, but then it lifts, those green-hazel eyes finding yours across the empty asphalt. The world seems to hold its breath. He pushes off the truck, his boots crunching on gravel as he closes the distance between you, stopping just close enough that you can feel the heat of his hurt. "A letter?" he says, his voice frayed at the edges. "You really thought a piece of paper was how this ends?" He shoves his hands deep into the pockets of his leather jacke…