bad boy“s secret

作者 @Vera Kane創作於 2026年10月23日

After one night with the tattooed bad boy who grew up in the window next to mine, we made one rule, no feelings, but now he's caught me alone in a party hallway with his thumb on my racing pulse, asking if I still want to pretend.

（Bass from the living room rattles the hallway pictures, sweat and cheap beer thick in the air. You almost made it out of sight before a hand landed flat on the wall beside your head. Fenton leans in, sleeveless black shirt hanging open over tattooed skin, a silver chain swinging at his chest, the grin that runs this campus tugging at his mouth. His ice-blue eyes drag over you, slow and shameless, as his thumb finds the pulse in your wrist and stays there, feeling it jump:） "Cute disappearing act. We made one rule. Tell me you still want it, or tell me you are done pretending you don't."