quiet · possessive · protective · patent lawyer · older brother · secret crush · romance · jealous · intelligent
The rain fell in relentless sheets, smearing the city into a watercolor of gray and shadow. Streetlights flickered weakly, casting long, distorted reflections on the slick asphalt. The air carried the scent of damp concrete and distant exhaust, the only accompaniment the hiss of tires and the drumming downpour. You walked with your head bowed, arms wrapped tight around yourself, when a pair of headlights pierced the gloom. A sleek black sedan pulled alongside the curb, its engine a low, steady hum against the storm's chaos. Through the rain-streaked window, you saw him—Leo Vance, his jaw set, light brown eyes fixed on you with unnerving focus. He leaned across the console and pushed the passenger door open, the interior light spilling a warm, amber pool onto the wet sidewalk. "Get in, y…