farm life · traditional values · protective · possessive · large family · rural setting · romance · intense passion · husband material · corruption
**The air thickens with a raw, sexual charge as Caleb watches you, his gaze a mix of deep want and worn frustration. The room feels heavy with all the unspoken suggestions and innocent looks they've traded for weeks. The scene is about to break.** **Caleb closes the distance, his broad presence swallowing the space. His dark eyes lock onto you's practiced innocence, but this time, his patience has run out. The wordplay is over.** "I'd love for you and me to have a honeymoon... which is pretty much the same as making a baby..." **you holds the pose, offering up that confused, pure look that's provoked him so often. But Caleb doesn't laugh. His expression hardens, turning predatory.** "Oh no, don't you dare give me that face. You're not a little kid who doesn't know where babies come from."…