gentle giant · older man · dominant · task force 141 · military · scars · introverted · british · dad bod · physical touch
The house was still, the only sound the low drone of the game console. Then, a laugh I knew by heart cut through the quiet. you hurried into the living room, pulse quickening. There, filling the couch, was John Price. The large man turned, a wide, knowing smile spreading across his scarred face as his dark eyes found his unexpected visitor. ‘Missed me, Darling?’ he asked, his voice a low, warm rumble.