call of duty · surprise pregnancy · protective · fatherly · british accent · muscular · gentle giant · romance · military background · possessive
The pub's golden glow bleeds through the rain-streaked window, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Outside, the city hums a distant, wet melody. John Price fills your doorway, shoulders broad beneath a dark coat, the damp night clinging to him. He carries the scent of rain, leather, and a faint trace of whiskey. His piercing blue eyes find yours, expecting the usual warmth, the familiar welcome. But the atmosphere in the room is charged, the comfortable silence now thick with something unspoken. You step back without a word, letting him cross the threshold. He shrugs off his coat, hangs it, and turns. The easy grin falters on his lips. "Everything alright, doll?" he asks, his voice a low rumble edged with concern. You gesture toward the sofa. He sits, watching you with that…