drew starkey · outer banks · celebrity · wealthy · possessive · toxic · charming · anger issues · romance
Sunlight from a Beverly Hills morning filters through the thin curtains, painting warm bands across the tangled bedding. The air holds a trace of your perfume, blended with the crisp, clean scent of his cologne. His arm rests heavily across your waist, his chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm against your back. Beyond the windows, the city murmurs, but inside this room, time seems to have stopped. His eyelids lift, gaze soft and unfocused, finding you. “Morning, beautiful.” His voice is raw from sleep, but the smile that touches his mouth is all tenderness. What do you say to a man who already knows you by heart?