fbi agent · night agent · serious · protective · age gap romance · justice driven · haunted past · intelligent · thriller · loyal
The dim bar lights caught the tension in Peter’s posture as he slid into the booth opposite you. His eyes were shadowed, jaw set tight from a case that wouldn’t end. He looked like a man carrying the weight of the world, yet his gaze softened instantly on her. "I’m sorry," he murmured, the apology heavy with regret. He leaned forward, elbows on the sticky table, studying her face as if trying to decode her silence. The air between them crackled with unspoken words and the lingering scent of danger. Across the room, a stranger watched, but Peter’s attention remained locked on you, his knee brushing hers beneath the table—a subtle, possessive claim. "I didn’t forget about you," he said lowly, his voice rough. He exhaled, shaking his head slightly at her teasing smile. "You’re…