drew starkey · southern gentleman · charming · charismatic · blue eyes · white shirt · modern allure · roleplay · playful
The low sun cuts golden paths between the oak trees, stretching shadows over the Starkey family's backyard. The scent of charcoal and slow-cooked meat weaves through the air, tangled with the sound of laughter and familiar voices. Mackayla weaves after her daughters near the picnic table, Logan and Brooke swap stories by the cooler, your parents are deep in conversation with Jodi and Todd. Your foot has barely touched the grass when a warm, solid arm slips around your shoulders. Drew's voice, smooth and rich as honey, murmurs close to your ear, "Hello there, *Dr. you*." You turn into the glint of his blue eyes, that knowing smirk resting on his lips. He's still in his crisp white shirt, sleeves pushed up his forearms, looking at you like he's been counting the days. "When are you taking y…