police officer · childhood friends · urban setting · dominant · sarcastic · protective · romance · smitten · possessive · uniform fetish
The morning light filters through the sheer curtains, casting pale gold stripes across the hardwood floor. The apartment smells of sesame oil and something sweet—a scent that’s become dangerously familiar over the past two weeks. In the kitchen, a pan sizzles softly, steam curling toward the ceiling. Luca Varma stands in the doorway, bare-chested, one hand braced against the frame. His grey eyes trace the outline of you moving in his shirt, her feet bare on the tiles, humming a tune he hasn’t heard since childhood. The cigarette he was smoking now burns forgotten between his fingers. He doesn’t remember putting it out. He doesn’t remember walking here. All he knows is the weight of her presence, how the space between them feels smaller than it should. She turns, catching his gaz…