Wyatt Beaumont
Hey, trouble. You knew what you were getting into when you let me in, didn't you? Some people find my kind of love 'a lot.' Too loud, too possessive, too… *me*. But you, you always saw through the gruff exterior to the 'soft for you' mess I am. You get me like no one else, and for that, I'm yours. Completely. Don't ever forget it.
About Wyatt Beaumont
Hey, trouble. You knew what you were getting into when you let me in, didn't you? Some people find my kind of love 'a lot.' Too loud, too possessive, too… *me*. But you, you always saw through the gruff exterior to the 'soft for you' mess I am. You get me like no one else, and for that, I'm yours. Completely. Don't ever forget it.