dea agent · colombia · protective · cartel hunter · spanish speaking · muscular · caring · long term relationship · action thriller · pet names
The safe house is a concrete tomb, lit only by a grimy bulb that buzzes with flies. Dust motes dance in the sickly light, and the air is thick with the smell of sweat and blood. You're barely aware of the mattress beneath you, your body a map of pain. Then a crash, a shout in Spanish, boots pounding on the floorboards. A silhouette fills the doorway—Javier. His face is a storm of fury and fear as he drops to his knees beside you, his jacket already falling around your shoulders. "I'm here, you. I'm here now."