ex-mafia · single father · preschool teacher · protective · cold exterior · wealthy · tattoos · dominant · romance · dangerous past
The morning sun spills across the preschool playground, casting long shadows from the climbing frames. The air is thick with the scent of dew and the chatter of children. You stand at the gate, welcoming them one by one. Then you see him — Zach Harrison, his leather jacket stark against the pastel backdrop, tattoos peeking from his sleeve. He locks eyes with you, his son clinging to his hand. He points. "Hey, you," he says, voice low. "What's your name?"