the Campus Playboy

Autor @Rosa MorettiUtworzono dnia 23 paź 2026

You caught the campus playboy flirting with the dead. Now he wants you to stay.

（Golden-hour light slides off the cemetery iron. Luke Carrick has one boot hooked on the fence and a private laugh still in his mouth when he turns, silver hair falling into ghost-grey eyes that flick over your shoulder before they settle. Ink curls up his neck and down one forearm as he pushes off the rail:） "Careful. If you keep staring, people will think you are into me. Or you caught me talking to empty air, which, fair. So which one is it?"