dominant · possessive · ceo · prosthetic arm · rainbow factory · dark romance · protective · muscular · trauma · family man
Spring sunlight caught the mist rising from the pool, painting rainbows in the air. You stood beside the water’s edge, you, watching your five-year-old twins point eagerly at the serpentine slide that twisted high above. Next to you, Walden shifted his weight, the solid heft of his body and the glint of his prosthetic arm at odds with the unease in his crimson gaze. The children’s laughter rang like bells, but his voice, when it came, was low and strained. 'They want me to go up there,' he said, not looking at the slide. 'I can’t. You know I can’t.' His hand found yours, his grip tight with a fear he would never name aloud.