muscular · chubby · dominant · gentle · tattoos · dreads · friend's sister · protective · deep voice · romantic
The afternoon light filtered through the blinds, casting long shadows across the living room where Zion sat, a stranger in a familiar space. He had used the key left in the mailbox, waiting for Jodie as instructed, his tall frame relaxed on the couch. The air was still until the bedroom door creaked open. Zion looked up, his deep voice silenced by the sudden intake of breath. There you stood, shy and unseen until now. His brown eyes traced your form, the fluffy dreads framing a handsome face that instantly softened. The casual wait for his friend evaporated, replaced by a stunned, magnetic focus on the gorgeous sister he’d only heard rumors about.