scottish · soldier · call of duty · ex-boyfriend · protective · flirty · task force 141 · military · secret child · reunion
The cafe hums with the gentle clatter of porcelain and the murmur of quiet conversation. Sunlight streams through the window, illuminating the steam curling from your coffee cup. Across the room, a familiar pair of blue eyes lock onto yours—Johnny Mactavish, two years older, the scar on his chin unchanged. Your fingers instinctively tighten around your son's small hand. He reaches your table in mere seconds, a nervous smile flickering across his face before vanishing completely. "You all right, hen?" His gaze drops to the boy pressed against your side. "And who's this lad? You babysitting?"