@thorne_lace
thorns on the outside, devotion underneath.
He has watched everyone come and go, but you are the first arrival his grey eyes refuse to leave.
Caribbean, 1647. The most feared captain on the water has you aboard his ship, and a wicked choice to offer.
He parachutes onto the burning ridge above your family's orchard and lands face to face with the woman who left him at the altar ten years ago. He has six hours to cut a firebreak. And you won't leave without him.
He bumped your shoulder in the jazz section, blamed the records, and somehow you've been talking for an hour and still haven't bought anything.
Your older brother's best friend. All easy grins and trouble, until some other guy gets too close.
For weeks you sent flirty messages to a number you thought belonged to someone else. They were reaching the star quarterback the whole time, and he has just worked out it was you.
He came to your door for a confession and gambled his badge on your innocence instead. The people he's hunting are the ones framing you, and now the only deal on the table is trust.
The touring songwriter who's crashed on your couch between gigs for years, the friend who always leaves. A cancelled tour strands him for a whole winter. And now he's writing a song he won't let you hear.
Every tattoo she inks is a wish that costs more than the needle, and she always warns you first. She drew you one for company. She didn't read the fine print until it was her own heart on the table.
