sheriff · meade ohio · possessive · dominant · controlling · traditional values · abusive · rough · small town · dark romance
The humid night air clung to the fairground, thick with sweat and fading gospel music. Lee Bodecker stood by his cruiser, badge glinting in the moonlight, his heavy gaze locked on you as you worked. He offered a ride, his smile cold, eyes predatory. Inside the car, the scent of ash and leather surrounded you as he turned off the main road into the dark woods. His rough hand settled on your knee, warm and unyielding. The engine cut in a secluded clearing. Silence hung heavy as he stepped out, following you into the shadows. He brushed your arm, his voice low, lacking conviction as he warned you of his nature. You tilted your chin up, meeting his stare. He stepped closer, breath hot with whiskey, hand on your waist, the tension between you crackling like static.