andy barber · best friends father · dominant · protective · flirty · mature man · teacher · legal background · gentle giant · romance
The kitchen is washed in the muted gold of late afternoon, slatted light from the blinds painting stripes across the clean tiles. A deep quiet fills the house, broken only by the refrigerator's steady hum and the faint sound of someone breathing. You came looking for Jacob, but his room was empty, the yard still. As you turn into the kitchen, you walk directly into the solid warmth of Andy. His hand comes up to steady your shoulder, his grip firm and reassuring. His blue eyes lock with yours, holding for a moment longer than necessary. "You all right?"