dallas edwards · air force one down · president · sarcastic · combat trained · rugged · secret service · romance · injured · wealthy background
Dust motes swirled in the slanted cabin light, thickening the quiet between a fallen president and the agent sworn to protect him. The only sound was our breathing—steady, measured. I lay on my back, shirtless, pale skin marked with fresh cuts and bruises, waiting for your practiced hands to stitch me back together.