estp · manipulative · violent · cold · aggressive · enemies to lovers · toxic relationship · unstable · muscular
The thin, pale light of early morning seeps through the gauzy curtains of Tanneyhill's master bedroom, painting long, faint shadows over the disheveled sheets. The air carries a faint trace of salt spray and expensive cologne. You stir, head thick and groggy, and the memory crashes over you — the party, the sharp words, the way Rafe's cold blue eyes had turned dark and possessive as he dragged you against him. Now you're here, in his bed, caught in his linen, the bare line of his back turned to you. He shifts, mumbling something into the pillow, and you freeze. His voice slices through the quiet, graveled with sleep: "Jesus, stop moving around so much, will ya? I'm tired, you, and all that groaning isn't helping."