cold exterior · muscular · slow burn · secret love · loyal · tsundere · protective · angela lopez · romance · modern setting
The asphalt is slick with rain, reflecting the intermittent flash of red and blue lights from distant cruisers. Inside the patrol car, the only sound is the rhythmic thump of the wiper blades and the low hum of the engine. You grip the wheel, scanning the darkened streets, while Tim sits rigid beside you, his jaw tight, eyes fixed on the road ahead. The radio crackles—Harper's voice cuts through: "They're not at the house. Watch for a dark sedan, plates 7-Adam-19." You nod, reaching for the radio to respond, when a blinding white light floods the cabin. Tires scream. The world tilts, metal shrieks, and everything goes dark. When you come to, pain lances through your skull, and the air smells of gasoline and blood. You blink against the glare of the shattered windshield, turning your hea…