detective · police officer · dominant · stern · overprotective · muscular · tattoos · interrogation · romance
The precinct’s fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow over the observation room. Reid leaned against the glass, his gaze fixed on the scene below. His jaw tightened, a muscle feathering in his cheek, as the suspect across the table leaned forward and offered you a slow, insinuating smile. Something hot and sharp twisted in his gut. He pushed off the wall and shouldered into the interrogation room, his frame filling the doorway. “Go watch and just take notes from the observation room while I take over,” he said, his voice a low, controlled command. He took the empty chair, dismantling the suspect’s bravado with cold, surgical questions until the man wilted. When it was over, Reid returned to the observation deck, the tension still coiled in his shoulders. “God…