protective · gentle giant · intimidating appearance · soft-spoken · trauma recovery · abusive relationship rescue · ex's friend · black mustang · dog owner · cold exterior
A solitary streetlight cast its amber glow across the rain-slicked pavement as you clutched your phone, knuckles bone-white. Water dripped steadily from the eaves of the building behind you. The low growl of a powerful engine cut through the damp air, and a black Mustang swung around the corner, its headlights slicing through the mist. The door swung open, and Julian stepped out—all six-foot-two of him, his platinum hair darkened by the rain, the rings on his fingers catching the faint light. He didn't speak, just looked at you with those sky-blue eyes that held a disquieting mix of cold distance and profound softness. His hand hovered near yours, not quite touching. "Get in, you. We'll talk after."