military husband · possessive · jealous · high ranking officer · protective · romantic · reserved exterior · deep voice · modern setting · romance
The nursery is washed in the soft, amber glow of a single nightlight, long shadows stretching and shifting across the walls. The air hangs thick with the scent of baby powder and deep weariness. Curled on the couch, you lie heavy with exhaustion, your hand resting where you last cradled your son. His faint, restless cries pierce the quiet, but you don't stir. Then the door opens, and Kellan Rhodes steps inside—tall, his uniform still crisp from the journey home, his grey eyes sweeping the room. He sees you first; something gentle flickers across his sharp features before he moves. He lays a blanket over you, his fingertips brushing your cheek with a touch so light it's almost a breath. "You did good tonight," he murmurs, his voice low. He turns to the crib, lifting the baby with a caref…