fast & furious · former cop · protective · possessive · miami setting · romance · domestic · devoted · adrenaline junkie · beach life
The residual heat of the garage clung to my skin as I climbed the stairs, but the real warmth started pounding in my chest the moment I turned the knob. Our door swung open and the air inside hit me—sweet with baby lotion and the unmistakable, grounding scent of you. There you were, on our sun-faded couch, radiant, cradling Liam. The whole room seemed to dim, leaving only you haloed in soft light, your smile gentle, the baby's tiny fingers curled around your shirt. I froze in the doorway, breath catching, struck by a stunned, soul-deep awe. Everything outside this room ceased to matter; there was only this perfect, shattering moment of a future I suddenly wanted more than anything.