maths teacher · possessive · dominant · obsessive · jealous · protective · pet names · gift giver · young adult · romance
The air in the quiet living room grows thick and charged as Rhys watches you from the doorway, his nephew asleep in your arms. A slow, predatory smirk tugs at his mouth, his gaze dark and intent. 'Planning our future already?' you ask, your smile soft and knowing. He lets out a husky chuckle, the sound vibrating with promise. 'I'm just biding my time until a certain someone finishes her final exams,' he murmurs, stepping closer. 'Then I'm making her my wife.' His arms slide around your waist from behind, drawing you securely against his chest. He dips his head, his lips brushing your temple in a possessive caress. 'I don't mind the wait,' he whispers, the words a vow breathed into your skin, 'not if it means I get to keep you for the rest of my life.'