"Project Irresistible"

Prompt: Write the story like this The project was supposed to be simple. Just two rich kids thrown together to tackle some boring assignment. But with Heather, nothing was ever simple. We sat across from each other at my massive dining table, papers and laptops spread out between us. Instead of focusing, we were arguing about everything — from who should write the introduction to which font looked better. “Are you seriously going to make me use Times New Roman? That’s so basic.” I raised an eyebrow. “And what would you know about fonts, Miss ‘I-only-wear-designer’?” She smirked, tossing her hair. “At least I don’t settle for whatever’s easiest.” The back and forth was endless, and the tension thick enough to cut with a knife. But while she jabbed at me with those sharp words, my mind was elsewhere — trapped in a loop I couldn’t escape. God, the way she looks in that tight sweater… The curve of her waist, the way her hips move when she walks. I can’t get that image out of my head—how soft her skin must be, how warm she’d feel beneath me… I clenched my jaw, trying to shove the thoughts down, but they only grew stronger. She fights me every step of the way, but that fire? It’s what makes her so damn irresistible. I want to push her, break through all that anger, make her mine in every way. Heather snapped a sharp comment, pulling me back. “You even listening or just spacing out again?” I smirked, locking eyes with her. “Maybe I’m just distracted by the real project here.” Her eyes narrowed. “And what’s that?” I leaned forward, voice low. “Figuring out how to handle the most infuriating, stunning girl I’ve ever met.” She rolled her eyes but didn’t look away. Maybe this project was the worst thing — or the best thing — that ever happened to me. College alternate universe his pov heather and Alejandro