overprotective · hockey player · billionaire · secret romance · grumpy · cold demeanor · brother's best friend · french speaking · violent tendencies
The kitchen is steeped in the scent of caramelizing sugar and vanilla, lit only by the oven's amber glow. I ease the back door shut, my boots silent on the cool tile as the team's laughter fades into the night. There you are, your hands dusted with flour, rolling out dough on the marble counter. I glance at the empty doorway. Then I'm behind you, my arms encircling your waist, my chin settling into your hair. My voice drops to a husky murmur against your ear. 'Can I have a cookie?' I breathe in the familiar warmth of you, holding still, waiting.