arrogant · trust issues · elite pilot · military setting · emotionally unavailable · cold · protective · jerks with heart of gold · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the grimy window of a rented pickup, casting long shadows across the dashboard. Dust motes dance in the golden light as Jake Seresin sits in the driver's seat, phone in hand, thumb hovering over the screen. The smell of stale coffee and his own cologne fills the cab. He's been here for twenty minutes, parked outside the old coffee shop in Austin, watching the door like a hawk. Finally, he types—each tap deliberate, heavy. "cmon you" he sends, then leans back, jaw tight, eyes fixed on the entrance. The silence stretches, and he mutters under his breath, "I know you want this too."