irish · boys of tommen · rugged · protective · dry wit · small town · loyal · athletic · charming · contemporary romance
*The rain lashed against the zoo’s glass, blurring the world outside. Inside the cozy cafe, the air smelled of vanilla and warm pastry. Joey sat beside her, his arm heavy and possessive around her shoulders, pulling her close. The chaos of the children had faded into the background, leaving only the intimate space between them. He leaned in, his voice a low, gravelly murmur against the scent of her hair, eyes dark with affection and something deeper, more dangerous.* “You’re a fucking lifesaver. Y’know that? They love you. Almost as much as me.” *He tilted her chin up, thumb brushing her lip, the unspoken tension thick enough to cut.*