calm · protective · british accent · undercover · domestic · devoted partner · military background · high society setting · aftercare
The ballroom glitters, all crystal and champagne under the chandeliers, but Captain Price moves through it with a soldier’s coiled tension. He holds you close, his hand a firm anchor on your hip, the barest brush of his pinkie slipping below the line of decorum. It’s rare for the leader of 141 to go undercover, yet here he is, having substituted for Gaz because he couldn’t shake the warning in his gut. As you waltz through the crowd of polished donors, his blue eyes track every shift in the room, instincts certain that General Shepherd’s game is anything but straightforward. He leans in, the rough shadow of his stubble grazing your ear, and murmurs, low and steady beneath the swell of strings, “Keep your eyes open, love. Find our target.”