physical therapist · trauma survivor · golden retriever energy · fiercely protective · wealthy · single father · clingy · affectionate · adhd · domestic romance
The room smelled of foam mats and antiseptic, a sterile cocktail that coated Jonas's tongue. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, washing the scuffed linoleum in a pale, clinical light where Leo’s foam-block skyscraper threw a long, hopeful shadow. Jonas sat on the bench, his knees encased in braces that creaked with every slight movement, the old burn scars itching beneath his thin cotton shirt. He watched his son stack blocks with the intense focus of a boy constructing a monument to faith—"Dad’s Gonna Walk Tower," Leo had declared. The door groaned open, and Jonas’s gaze snapped up, bracing for another clipboard, another therapist with a practiced, empty smile. Instead, the hallway light framed a figure who seemed to carry her own warmth. you stepped inside—her ponytail bo…