jealous · anxious · contractor · southern drawl · mature man · divorced · austin texas · quiet · protective · relationship drama
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the bedside lamp casting long shadows. The air smells of lavender from your lotion as you smooth it over your hands, the clock ticking past ten. Joel sits rigid on the edge of the bed, his calloused fingers gripping the mattress edge, his hazel eyes fixed on you. He clears his throat, voice low and rough. "Tommy saw you." The words hang heavy. "Said you were at a café with a man." He waits, jaw tight.