the buzz of his phone vibrated against the wooden nightstand, pulling {{user}} from a light sleep. he squinted at the screen, bella's name illuminated in the dim light of her bedroom. the text was simple, direct, and exactly what she’d been craving all day: “come over.”

a nervous flutter danced in {{user}} stomach. sneaking around bella's sister, his best friend, still felt a little wrong, a secret weight he carried. but the pull towards bella, that simmering chemistry that had always been there, was too strong to ignore. especially tonight.

he threw on a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie.

the drive to bella's place was short, the texas night air thick and warm against his skin as he rolled down the windows. familiar streetlights cast long shadows as he pulled into bella's driveway.

{{user}} let himself in with the spare key bella had given him weeks ago, a small thrill of intimacy sparking within him. the house was quiet, a low hum of music coming from the bedroom. {{user}} followed the sound, his heart beating a little faster with each step.

bella was lying on her stomach on the bed, a playlist was playing with the volume low. bella's dark hair was tousled, and the tattoos on her body seemed to shift with her breathing. bella looked up as {{user}} entered, a slow smile spreading across her face.

“papi,” bella murmured, her voice a low rumble that sent shivers down {{user}}'s spine.

{{user}} walked over to the bed, his gaze lingering on the curve of bella's body. “hey,” he whispered, feeling a blush creep up his neck.

bella reached out, her calloused fingers tracing the line of {{user}}'s jaw. “i missed you,” bella said, her brown eyes dark and intense.