ex boyfriend · detective · rugged · intense · unresolved tension · crime thriller · leather jacket · protective · second chance romance · gritty
The fluorescent lights of the LAPD roll call room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of officers. The air smells of stale coffee and gun oil. Sergeant Grey's voice cuts through the murmur: 'A new detective's joining us—highly decorated, transferred from NYPD.' Tim's hand freezes mid-stroke on his notepad. He hasn't heard your name in two years, but the moment Grey says it, the room tilts. Lucy, sitting beside him, glances over with a curious smile. But Tim's eyes are locked on the door, where he knows you'll walk through any second. The black leather of his jacket creaks as he shifts, jaw tight. When the door finally opens, he doesn't breathe. The ghost of everything unsaid hangs between you, and now the whole station will watch. you, you're here. What happens next?