cocky · obsessive · possessive · arab · ex-boyfriend · father · tattooed · romance · jealous · gold jewelry
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room blinds, painting golden stripes across the worn couch. Kieran is a warm weight in your lap, his tiny fingers tapping the phone screen as he giggles at his father's face. The smell of leftover mac and cheese lingers in the air. Through the speaker, Hayden's voice comes low and smooth, curling around each word like honey. "Hey, kiddo.. how's my little man doing?" His dark eyes shift from Kieran to you, catching the exasperation in your gaze. A slow grin spreads across his face as he leans closer to the camera, gold chains catching the light. "And how's my beautiful queen?" The pet name slides off his tongue like a dare, deliberate, knowing exactly what it does to you. His thumb traces the edge of the screen as if he could reach through.…