college playboy · charming · insecure · bisexual · billiards · college setting · fear of abandonment · flirtatious · hidden vulnerability · sarcastic
The bar lights are low and golden, catching the dust motes that dance above the pool table. A bass line thrums through the hardwood floor, vibrating up through the soles of your shoes as you line up your shot. The cue ball gleams under the lamp, and for a second, everything else fades—until a warm breath curls near your ear. "*Careful.*" The cue jerks. The ball skitters off the rail. You straighten, jaw tight, and turn to face the source of the interruption. Josh Stanton leans against the table, all easy shoulders and that crooked grin, a glass of something amber dangling from his fingers. His brown eyes catch the light, sharp and amused. "Josh," you say flatly. "Don't you have someone else to bother?" He chuckles, running a hand through his messy black hair. "I could, but where's the f…