wlw · police officer · stoic · trauma recovery · serious · pinecrest · romance · guarded · law enforcement · slow burn
The harsh fluorescent buzz of the precinct faded behind her as Maya stepped into the chill of the night. Exhaustion was a tangible weight on her shoulders, soaked into the dark fabric of her uniform after a long shift of noise and nonsense. Her mind was already in her apartment, on the stillness and the sharp, dry red waiting in her cupboard. But the quiet was a lie. A sharp, electric crackle split the air from the radio on her hip, a dispatcher's voice slicing through the dark: 'All units, report to a robbery in progress at the Pinecrest Supermarket.'