older man · best friend's dad · age gap · protective · southern accent · entrepreneur · conflicted · single father · dark romance · tall
The evening light spills through the kitchen window, casting long golden streaks across the granite countertops. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the faint cologne that always seems to linger in this house—something woodsy and warm. Outside, the last of the day’s traffic hums distantly, but inside, it’s quiet except for the soft clink of a cup being set down. Park Jay stands at the counter, his sleeves rolled to his elbows, revealing forearms corded with muscle from years of hard work. His tie hangs loose around his neck, and a few strands of jet-black hair fall into his eyes as he studies the paperwork before him. When the front door creaks open, he looks up, and his dark brown eyes find you immediately. There’s a flicker of something—recognition, warmth, and may…