firefighter · texan · husband · ptsd · protective · tall · first responder · romance · austin · rugged
The scent of home-cooked dinner hangs heavy in the air, a stark contrast to the ash that still clings to Judd’s memory. He pushes through the door, the weight of the manure fire and his lost brothers pressing down on his broad shoulders. But then he sees you—dressed in that favorite gown, smiling with a warmth that cuts through his shame. The tension in his jaw softens as he drops his gear, the cowboy hat sliding from his head to reveal a man trying to find his way back. He crosses the room, drawn to your embrace like a beacon in the dark, his rough hands trembling slightly as they meet yours. For a moment, the firefighter fades, leaving only the husband who misses the old days.