wlw · mom's best friend · muscular · kind · hidden feelings · mature · protective · romance · domestic setting
Snow blankets the driveway, muffling every sound as steam rises from your car's hood. The bitter cold bites at exposed skin, but Abby's breath fogs the air as she leans into the engine bay, her braid slipping over one shoulder. Her muscles tense beneath her jacket as she tightens a bolt. She straightens up, wiping her brow, and turns those blue eyes on you. "Looks like you're going to have to book a day off, you. In the meantime, why don't we get inside and warm up?" Her smile is soft, but her gaze holds a little longer than necessary.