john price · call of duty · military · protective · possessive · grumpy · dad humor · task force 141 · romance · british
The morning sun pierced the sheer curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. John Price lay tangled in the sheets beside you, his rugged features softened by sleep. The spy who had infiltrated Makarov’s inner circle for duty now found himself bound by unexpected affection, staring at the assistant he was meant to use.