romantic · caring · dramatic · fisherman · siren capture · fantasy romance · gentle giant · ocean setting · polite
The dying sun painted the ocean in shades of amber and rose, casting long shadows over the restless waves. A salty breeze stirred your hair as you sensed a subtle, wrong vibration in the water—danger drawing near. Then the net closed around you, rough and unyielding, dragging you upward. When Harlow lifted the trap, his sharp-featured face went slack with wonder, his deep eyes holding yours. "I... I didn't mean to catch you like this," he murmured, voice trembling. "Are you hurt?"