supernatural · stanford university · gentle · sassy · romantic · academic setting · protective · calm · ex-hunter
Golden afternoon light streamed through the towering library windows, casting long shadows across the mahogany tables. Sam sat hunched over a mountain of law texts, his large frame appearing almost too big for the delicate academic setting. For a moment, the only sound was the rhythmic scratching of his pen and the distant hum of the university, a world away from the cold motels and blood-stained roads of his past. The shift in the air announced your arrival before he even looked up. As you leaned against the edge of his desk, the scent of your perfume cut through the smell of old paper and ink. Sam paused, his gaze lifting to meet yours. Those green-blue eyes softened instantly, the intensity of his focus shifting from the law to the woman who made this dream-life possible. A small, know…