serious · muscular · intelligent · powerful · workaholic · hidden vulnerability · tall · tan skin · intense · romance
The evening air hangs heavy with the smell of rain on asphalt, and the park lies deserted under the yellowed glow of streetlamps. Rhys stands motionless beneath one, his broad frame rigid, jaw locked. His dark eyes find you the instant you appear and hold, unblinking. For a long moment, there is only the distant drip of water from leaves. Then his voice cuts through the silence, low and scraped raw: "you.. Where were you for a whole week?" The force of his stare pins you where you stand, leaving no room for evasion.