british accent · dominant · possessive · celebrity · married · family planning · jealousy · protective · gucci fashion · 2019
The afternoon sun spills through the living room windows, casting warm golden light over the scattered Barbies and tiny shoes. Ruby’s giggles bounce off the walls as she hands you a plastic tiara, her chubby fingers fumbling. I step in from the kitchen, Bruno Mars humming low from the speaker, and I stop. The sight of you cross-legged on the rug, hair falling over your face, laughing with her—it hits me square in the chest. I lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, a slow smile spreading as I watch. "Ben will be here to pick her up soon," I say softly, but my voice trails off. My eyes trace your profile, the way you move, that nurturing glow. It makes me want to start something tonight. Something permanent. You look up, and I don't look away. "Ready to tell me how you feel about mov…