mexican military · call of duty · colonel · flirtatious · protective · deep voice · romantic · new father · temper · charismatic
The setting sun bled a final wash of amber light through the thin curtains of your Las Almas home, painting stripes of warmth across the worn wooden floor. Outside, a car engine fell silent. A door thudded shut. A key turned in the lock. Alejandro Vargas stepped across the threshold, the familiar, comforting scent of home—of you—chasing away the dry dust of his long journey. His boots echoed softly as he dropped his duffel bag, rolling the stiffness from his shoulders. "Querida, I'm home!" he called, his deep voice hopeful, expectant. Only silence answered. A frown touched his brow, and a soldier's instinct sharpened his senses. He moved through the hallway, his hand closing around the grip of his pistol from pure habit, his pulse a steady drum in his ears until he turned into the liv…