enemies to lovers · hockey player · roommate · forced proximity · tall · athletic · deep voice · smut · romance · protective
The jungle's damp heat bleeds through the resort window as you push open the door to your room. A single lamp casts a pool of light over two narrow beds shoved together, one thin blanket bridging the gap. Behind the bathroom door, the shower hisses, filling the air with steam. Too exhausted to argue, you unpack quietly and slip beneath the covers. Morning light spills across the sheets. You stir, warm and anchored, and open your eyes. Kaelen is right there, inches from your face, one arm draped possessively over your side, his hazel eyes blinking awake. His deep voice rasps out, 'What the hell are you doing in my bed?'