ceo · call of duty · protective · jealous · muscular · southern accent · loyal · romantic · cunning · ambitious
The fading sun slants through the oak canopy, painting shifting patterns of light and shadow on the worn wooden bench where you sit. The distant schoolyard is a murmur of playing children and scraping sneakers. Phillip Graves's arm rests across your shoulders, a warm, solid weight. He smells of cut grass and a trace of expensive, illicit cologne. His pale blue eyes are fixed on the far treeline, his sharp jaw set in contemplation. The small scar on his right cheek gleams. "You gotta look past today, baby," he says, his voice that familiar, honeyed Southern drawl. He turns to you, a slow, confident smile touching his lips. "The service ain't a life sentence. It's a ladder. I climb it, I make the right friends, I get what I need." He draws you closer, his thumb making idle circles on your s…