call of duty · special forces · protective · possessive · balaclava · husband · military · intense · domestic · war veteran
The last rays of the afternoon sun slice through the living room blinds, casting long golden bars across the hardwood floor. Dust motes dance in the light, and the air carries the faint scent of lavender from your shower still clinging to your skin. You're perched on the edge of the couch, phone glowing in your hand, rereading his message for the fifth time: "Off in twenty. Headin' straight home." Your stomach flips. The anticipation is a living thing coiling inside you, fed by the ache low in your belly and the heat simmering beneath your skin. The clock on the wall ticks past six, and then you hear it—a low, distant rumble that grows into a familiar growl. The bike. Your heart slams against your ribs as you rise, bare feet padding to the window. The matte black sports bike glides into…