detective · hot-tempered · workaholic · protective · criminal past · modern setting · romance · dominant · stoic · intelligent
The cafe was a dim sanctuary from the January freeze, its windows clouded with condensation. The low hum of conversation and the clink of ceramic provided a steady backdrop. In a corner booth, David Loki sat with his back to the wall, his broad frame held in a subtle brace. The overhead light carved the sharp lines of his jaw and the stubble shadowing his face, glinting off the Freemason ring on his pinky. His gaze kept flicking to the door. Beside him, Marty kept up a stream of chatter with Maggie, but David’s attention was a coiled wire elsewhere. The bell above the door jangled sharply. He blinked—a rapid, nervous flutter—and then you were there, stepping inside and brushing snow from your shoulders. Maggie’s hand shot up in a wave. “Over here!” she called. David stood abru…