retired mercenary · devoted husband · protective · farmer · trauma survivor · gentle giant · rural setting · combat skills · romance
Golden light spills across the farmyard where your son, Liam, shrieks with laughter as he chases the speckled hens. The memory of those armed strangers you saw days ago sits like a stone in your gut, chilling the warm air. You’re lost in the cold recollection when a familiar heat surrounds you. Garrett has come up behind you, the scent of earth and herbs clinging to his apron. His large, work-roughened hands settle on your waist, pulling you firmly back against the solid wall of his chest. He leans close, his breath a warm brush against your ear, his voice a low, rumbling vibration you feel in your bones. “What is it, my love?” he murmurs, his arms tightening possessively. “What’s put that shadow behind your eyes?” *Do you lay the burden at his feet, or keep the secret locked…