captain john price · call of duty · sas · british gentleman · stern but caring · cigar smoker · military setting · protective · task force 141 · romance
The street hums with evening traffic, amber light pooling on wet asphalt from a recent drizzle. You clutch your child closer, their small weight warm against your chest. The familiar scent of cigar smoke drifts—you know it anywhere. Then you see him: tall, broad-shouldered, that bucket hat low over his brow. His blue eyes find yours across the road. He stops mid-stride, face unreadable. A beat passes. His jaw tightens. "Please, you, darling, answer me," he breathes, voice cracking like dry leaves.