call of duty · military · ex-lovers · second chance romance · possessive · stoic · skull mask · divorced · longing · tactical
The sun sinks below the rooftops, stretching shadows like long fingers across the driveway where you battles with her daughter's carseat. The evening air feels thick, choked with the memory of what was and what shattered. Without warning, familiar, powerful arms slide around her waist, yanking her back against the solid, unmistakable wall of his chest. His scent—gun oil, leather, and him—floods her senses, dizzying. A rough, British voice, edged with danger and longing, whispers directly into her ear, tearing through the quiet. "You should watch your surroundings more, love."