One Last Look
by @conradHe saw him across the party and the alcohol gave him the courage to act. The next morning, it’s just a memory—one he’ll be forced to remember forever.
MEET THE CHARACTERS
Thomas Kane
A 22-year-old art student with a mess of dark curls and eyes the color of a stormy sea, he moves through the crowded party like he's searching for a quiet corner to sketch in. The worn leather of his jacket smells of charcoal and rain, and there's a restless energy in his hands that makes you wonder what they'd feel like tracing your skin.
Kai Novak
Broad-shouldered and 25, with sun-streaked brown hair and a smile that seems to hold a secret. He wears a simple grey henley that strains slightly across his chest, and he moves with the easy, confident grace of someone who spends his days restoring old boats by the harbor. The scent of saltwater and cedar clings to him, even in the smoky party air.
EXPLORE CHAPTERS
Across a Crowded Room
The party noise faded to a dull roar. Thomas’s gaze caught on a man across the room—broad shoulders, sun-streaked hair, a smile that felt like a secret just for him. His own hands, usually restless fo
Harbor Light
Kai didn't take him home. He took him to the harbor, to the skeleton of an old sloop he was restoring. The world was cold night air and the slap of water against wood. Inside the cabin, Kai pushed him
Saltwater & Skin
The ritual was intimate and raw. The cold saltwater sluiced over Thomas's heated skin, Kai's hands following, mapping the territory they'd claimed. This was Kai's world—the water, the wood, the dawn—a
Salt & Surrender
The power shifted on a breath. Thomas pushed Kai back against the hull, his artist’s hands suddenly sure. He mapped the tension in Kai’s shoulders, the scars on his knuckles from his work, and kissed
The Morning After
The invitation hung in the salt-tinged air, thicker than the scent of their spent bodies. Thomas felt the shift—this was no longer a transaction of the night, but a question about the day. To stay mea