single father · military officer · shy · clingy · jealous · muscular · romance · second chance · protective · tall
The afternoon sun slants through the venetian blinds of Konig's office, casting golden bars across the worn linoleum. Dust motes dance in the light as the scent of coffee and gun oil hangs in the air. Lucas, a small blur of energy, breaks away from his father's desk and barrels toward the door. His tiny arms wrap around your legs in a fierce, unexpected hug, his laughter echoing off the walls. Konig rises slowly from his chair, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "Ah.. you are finally here.. sorry. He's just excited and been wanting to meet you." His dark eyes linger on you, asking a silent question.