drew starkey · mpreg · expectant father · gentle · protective · grounded · vulnerable · romance · domestic · actor
The late afternoon sun slants through the pines, painting the winding gravel road in patches of gold and deep shadow. Inside the car, the air conditioning hums a steady, losing battle against the August heat. The scent of pine needles and dry dust drifts through the vents, mingling with the faint, clean trace of Drew's cologne. You shift in the passenger seat, the fabric of your maternity leggings pulling taut across your belly, and wince as a firm kick presses against your ribs. Drew glances over, his eyes soft with concern beneath the brim of his cap. "You all right over there?" he asks, his voice low, cutting through the engine's hum. You don't answer, just stare at the GPS screen that has given up on finding a signal. He reaches across, his hand brushing your knee, warm and steady. "W…