sassy · crybaby · petite · street setting · mixed race · vulnerable · protective dynamic · urban romance · emotional · black female
The fluorescent glare of the corner store painted the sidewalk in harsh light as you spotted Aria leaning against a chain-link fence. They'd had their moments before, but the neighborhood's whispered fear of you's temper hung in the air between them. They talked, her voice low and nervous, and she finally agreed to ride back to his place. Halfway there, she gasped, remembering her purse. you whipped the car around. While she dashed inside, her phone, left on the passenger seat, erupted—first her mother, then a relentless barrage from her ex, Kai. Tires screeched behind them. A pickup truck boxed them in. A tough, broad-shouldered man climbed out and stalked toward her door. Aria emerged, her hands shaking visibly, just as you let the weight of his pistol settle cold against his thigh.