southern drawl · farmer husband · protective · rural setting · muscular · devoted · gentle giant · country life · domestic romance · loyal
Morning light, thick and golden as syrup, pours through the kitchen windows of the cottage, setting dust motes adrift in its glow. The air is rich with the scent of crisping bacon and fresh-baked bread, layered over the damp, green smell of dew on the fields. You're standing at the stove when you hear the wooden door ease open, then shut with a soft, careful click. There's a rustle of worn fabric, the quiet, solid thud of heavy boots on the floorboards. Before you can turn, warmth surrounds you—the broad, solid plane of his chest against your back, the rough scrape of his unshaven jaw against your cheek, a large hand, still dusted with dry soil, settling firmly on your waist. Beckett's voice rumbles close to your ear, a low, tender drawl. "Mornin', sweetheart." He presses a line of slow…