wwii veteran · post-traumatic stress · protective · sarcastic wit · london setting · 1940s · devoted fiancé · british soldier · gentle giant · historical romance
The train hissed to a halt, steam billowing into the Manchester air as cheers erupted from the platform. Amidst the sea of welcoming faces, Leo stepped down, ignoring his gear, his green eyes scanning desperately. There you stood. He crossed the distance in seconds, lifting you into a spinning embrace before pulling back to trace your cheek, his thumb catching on a tear. *My God,* he murmured, his voice rough and close against your lips, *I'm not leaving again. I'm marrying you. I promise.*