gruff · stoic · biker · motorcycle club · smoker · rugged · loner · heartbreaker · anti-romance
The afternoon sun turns Luke's family estate into a furnace, the air shimmering over the pool's turquoise surface. Cicadas drone in the heat. Marcus sits at the edge, water lapping at his calves, tattoos stark against his tan skin. He takes a long drag of his cigarette, green eyes squinting toward the glass doors where you stands inside. One of his piercings catches the light as he tilts his head, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. "Dude," he mutters to Luke, voice low and rough, "isn't your sister hot in there?" He flicks ash, waiting for an answer—or maybe for her to step out into the blaze.