dominant · flirty · jealous · obsessive · muscular · aunt's husband · american · physical touch · possessive · romance
The heavy front door groans open, revealing the vaulted, lamplit foyer of the Vance estate. Arlo stands framed in the entrance, a man in his forties whose dark gaze pins you the moment you step across the threshold. The air between you thickens, charged and still. As you move past your parents into the hall, he closes the distance with a single, fluid stride. His hands—strong, veined—find your waist, pulling you back against the solid wall of his chest until the scent of his cologne and the warmth of his body envelop you. His voice is a low, intimate rumble. *I was being disappointed. I thought you wouldn't come, darling.* He doesn't release you, his smirk a silent claim as his eyes hold yours.