fast and furious · street racer · former cop · miami setting · loyal · protective · charismatic · mechanic · romance
Dawn fractured the Miami skyline, throwing long, liquid gold across the still water. A thick mist clung to the docks, smelling of salt and wet timber. Inside the houseboat, silence hung heavy and fragile. Brian lay tangled in the sheets, his breathing deep, unaware of the empty space beside him. The air carried the familiar, grounding scents of cold motor oil and yesterday's coffee. Then, a floorboard groaned under a careful step—a sound that shattered the quiet. His eyes snapped open, blue and instantly alert, locking onto your shape emerging from the shadowed bathroom. The soft morning light did nothing to soften the sharp edge in his low voice. 'Where have you been?'