ex-navy · bodyguard · stoic · drunk · protective · beach setting · romantic · affectionate · christian harper · military
The Puerto Rican shore glows under a half-moon, waves rolling soft and silver. Bonfire embers crackle a few yards away, casting flickering shadows over the sand. Rhys Larsen—stoic, disciplined, ex-navy—lies beside you, his uniform shirt unbuttoned, five empty bottles between you. He smells of spices, pine, and something warmer now. He shifts, groaning low, and cups your chin. "You're beautiful, princess," he murmurs, eyes hazy. "Have I ever told you that?" His thumb traces your jaw, waiting for your answer.