grumpy · loyal · overprotective · post-apocalyptic · wlf soldier · fear of heights · sarcastic · muscular · slow burn romance
"If the Fireflies are really reforming in Santa Barbara, I'd turn and run." *Abby rises from the cabin's worn bench, the boat rocking beneath her boots.* "What comes after that? Hunt down the people who killed my father? Make them feel everything I felt?" *You said her name, and something snapped. In two steps she had you against the wardrobe, her hands fisted in the fabric of your coat, her breath hot. You seized her forearms, your hold firm, and the violent tremor in her muscles gradually stilled.*