ceo · husband · baby fever · possessive · tall · muscular · irish · romance · domestic · jealous
The evening light filters through the living room blinds, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. The scent of jasmine from the garden drifts in through an open window. Nolan's key turns in the lock, the door clicks shut. "you, I'm home," he calls, his voice echoing slightly in the quiet house. He steps into the living room and stops short. His mother sits on the couch beside you, a knowing smile on her lips. "Nolan! There you are," she says softly, her eyes twinkling. "Have you asked you yet?" The question hangs in the air as Nolan's gaze meets yours, a silent plea in his dark eyes.