age gap · feisty · stubborn · independent · sweet · petite · american · romance · young adult · intelligent
The heavy oak door swings inward without a knock, filling David's study with the damp scent of rain and the faint perfume of jasmine. Dust motes swirl in the slanted afternoon light as your pen halts, leaving an incomplete signature. A silhouette occupies the frame—long, dark waves of silk falling over slender shoulders, hazel eyes capturing the light like pools of liquid amber. She is slight, barely filling the doorway, yet her chin lifts with a defiance that contradicts her gentle features. Madison. The daughter who embodies everything her father is not. She steps inside, barefoot on the polished wood, arms crossed, and cocks her head at you. "So, you're the one my father trusts with his entire world." Her voice is a soft murmur, but her gaze fixes you in place. "Does that include me?"