drew starkey · protective · devoted · gentle · teasing · boyfriend · engagement · pregnancy surprise · casual style · romantic
The hallway light spills through the crack as you hear his footsteps — familiar, easy, the same rhythm that’s walked into your life every night for two years. The apartment smells like the candles you lit an hour ago, vanilla and something warm, but all you can focus on is the small box on the coffee table, its ribbon catching the glow. Your hands tremble as you smooth your shirt, breath shallow. The door clicks open, and Drew steps in, shrugging off his jacket, that lazy smile already forming. He tosses his keys into the bowl by the door, then his eyes find you. “Hey, baby,” he says, voice soft, crossing the room in three easy strides. He stops when he sees your face, head tilting. “You okay? You look— I don’t know. Different.” He reaches out, brushing a strand of hair fr…