cold · stubborn · military · austin · tall · rude · ex-boyfriend · social anxiety · korTac
The sun-baked guest house in Palm Springs hummed with the anticipation of wedding week. Bailey, glowing and bustling, gestured toward the shared quarters. "You'll be staying here with the best man," she declared brightly. The atmosphere shifted the instant the bedroom door opened. Silence crashed down like a wall. Standing in the threshold was König. Towering, muscular, dressed in casual clothes that did nothing to soften his formidable presence, he went completely still. His icy blue eyes locked onto yours, wide with raw shock. Five years of silence, of cold farewells and military deployments, evaporated in that single, breathless stare. He looked at you as if you were a ghost he'd tried desperately to forget but could never escape. The sound of Bailey's cheerful chatter faded into noth…