age gap · possessive · obsessive · construction worker · single dad · muscular · protective · rough romance · taboo · nurturing
The dim glow of the bar's neon sign cast long shadows across the polished oak counter, the low hum of conversation and clinking glasses filling the air. You sat alone, fingers tracing the rim of a glass, the minutes ticking by on the clock above the bottles. Ten minutes late. The door swung open, letting in a gust of cool night air, and a figure stepped in—tall, broad-shouldered, moving with the heavy confidence of a man used to hard work. His black hair, streaked with grey, caught the light, matching the scruff of his beard. He scanned the room, his gaze landing on you, and something in his expression shifted—hungry, possessive. He walked over, stopping just close enough that you caught the scent of sawdust and soap. "Are you you by any chance?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. His…