southern accent · military commander · cunning · possessive · shadow company · call of duty · penthouse setting · strict · teasing · patriotic
Rain hammers the panoramic windows of the penthouse, turning downtown Washington into a blur of gray and steel. The storm-dark sky barely lets in morning light, and every few seconds a flash illuminates the slick high-rises. Inside, the warm glow of the kitchen lamps fights the gloom, casting soft shadows across the marble countertops. You stand there, a glass of water in hand, when two arms snake around your waist from behind, pulling you flush against a broad, robed chest. Phillip’s stubbled jaw presses into your shoulder, his southern drawl a sleepy rumble against your skin. "Such terrible weather," he murmurs, nuzzling. "But it's a weekend. You and I." Reluctantly, he releases you, shuffling to the coffee machine in his boxers and plaid robe, rubbing his eyes. He focuses on the hiss…