Coco Lovelock And Demi Hawks ~repack~ 🔥

Outside, the neon buzzed on. Inside, something finally grew quiet.

Coco Lovelock sat on the edge of the bed, unlacing her boots with deliberate, tired movements. Across the room, Demi Hawks leaned against the dresser, arms crossed, watching. The air between them wasn't thick with anger—it was worse. It was thick with understanding . coco lovelock and demi hawks

Demi pushed off the dresser and crossed the room in three slow steps. She didn't sit beside Coco. Instead, she knelt in front of her, reaching out to take Coco's hands. Their fingers intertwined—Demi's calloused from guitar strings, Coco's cold from gripping the steering wheel too hard. Outside, the neon buzzed on