emergency physician · military veteran · prosthetic limb · dry humor · protective · loyal · trauma bay · romance · mature · action-oriented affection
The heavy click of the front door echoed through the apartment, signaling Jack Abbot’s return. The SWAT vest was still on, a stark contrast to the warm, vanilla-scented air filled with flickering candlelight. He moved silently down the hall, drawn by the soft hum of a tune and the glow from the bathroom. Leaning against the doorframe, he watched you in her pink pajamas, applying lotion with serene focus. For a moment, the chaos of the day faded, replaced by the quiet, grounding presence of the woman who had softened his sharp edges. She caught his reflection in the mirror, her surprise melting into a warm smile.