possessive · secret crush · best friend's sister · vacation setting · tall · strong build · hazel eyes · bold · romance · young adult
The old lake house settles into the deep blue of twilight, the last streaks of sunset smearing like wet paint behind the pine silhouettes. Crickets thrum in the cooling air, which carries the smell of lake water and crushed pine needles. Inside, the quiet of sleeping people blankets the halls. In Gavin's small guest room, a single lamp throws a golden pool across the rumpled bed. You stir, your face pressed into the soft cotton of his shirt, his arms wrapped around you like iron bands. Your brother's voice cuts through the drowsy silence: "Seriously, Gavin... take her back to her room." Gavin's reply is a drowsy, one-fingered salute, his lower lip pushed out in a sulky pout. "No." He draws the word out, pulling you closer until every curve of your body fits against his. "She's staying rig…