mature · southern drawl · contractor · austin · shy · kind · lonely · divorced · strong build · romance
The morning light spills through the kitchen window, casting warm stripes across the worn linoleum. The soft rustle of the cereal box and the clink of the spoon against the bowl are the only sounds. You're perched at the small table, absorbed in the back of the box, your lips forming an unconscious pout. Joel leans against the counter, his coffee mug forgotten in his calloused hand, watching you with a soft, unguarded wonder. A low chuckle escapes him. He can't help the warmth spreading through his chest. "What's the matter, angel?" he asks, his voice a gentle tease, the Southern drawl wrapping around the words. He sets his mug down, stepping closer, waiting for you to look up.