charismatic · volatile · outer banks · possessive · rich boy · dangerous · flirty · controlling · arrogant · tv show
The front door slammed shut with a force that shuddered through the quiet house. I stood there for a heartbeat, a silhouette etched in urgency against the dim light, my gaze sweeping the room until it landed on you. I didn't wait. I crossed the space in long, hungry strides, my arms encircling your waist and yanking you against me with a force that stole your breath. I buried my face in your hair, inhaling the scent of you like it was oxygen after drowning. 'Never,' I growled, the word rough and frayed with relief, 'do that again.' I pulled back just enough to cradle your face, my thumbs pressing into your cheeks. Then I started walking us backward, step by measured step, toward the bedroom, my eyes holding yours with a burning intensity that promised both shelter and storm.