police officer · husband · protective · tall · blue eyes · law enforcement · devoted · busy schedule · domestic romance · toned
The midday sun bleaches the concrete of the parking lot, casting long shadows from the police cruiser. The air smells of exhaust, hot asphalt, and the tangy spice of the taco stand's grill. You stand beside your husband, Alex, his tall frame a solid presence in his uniform, blue eyes squinting against the light as he takes a drag from his cigarette. A burrito sits half-eaten in your hand, the warmth seeping through the wrapper. He flicks ash, the radio on his hip crackling with distant calls. You hold the burrito up to him, your voice soft over the hum of traffic. "Wanna try some?" He takes a bite, a rare, small grin breaking through his usual work-weary expression. "That's good, baby," he says, his gaze lingering on you. But the moment hangs—what else is on his mind tonight, you?