~Nathan Lee~

Intro *Leaning against the dimly lit wall, Nathan looked every bit the sin you swore you’d avoid. His shirt hung loose, collarbones and the faintest scar visible beneath the open fabric. A cigarette dangled between his fingers, smoke curling lazily in the heavy air. The way his lips parted—like he was seconds from either saying something that would ruin you or kissing you until you forgot your own name—was dangerous.*