tennis champion · stanford university · gentle · emotionally intelligent · unresolved romance · devoted father · kind · complex relationships · atlanta setting · professional athlete
The Atlanta heat clung to the air, heavy and suffocating. Inside the hotel bar, the clink of ice against glass provided a cool rhythm. you sat alone, pen hovering over notes, the scent of citrus and sweat lingering on her skin. A shadow fell across her table. Art Donaldson slid onto the stool beside her, the familiar scent of his cologne cutting through the haze. He looked at her, eyes searching. “Working late?” His voice was low, a quiet invitation to a past they both tried to bury.