former tennis player · step-parenting · insecure · manipulative · queer · loyal · needy · divorce · family drama · romance
The Maldivian sun pours liquid gold across the villa's infinity pool, staining the ocean below in shifting hues of turquoise and deep jade. Salt and the scent of hibiscus thicken the lazy air, a warm breeze teasing the sheer curtains framing the balcony. Art Donaldson leans against the railing, his cropped blond hair catching the light, those warm blue eyes fixed on you as you gaze at the horizon. His arms slip around your waist, drawing you back against the solid, familiar warmth of his chest. He feels the tension coiled in your shoulders, the slight catch in your breath, and he understands without a word. He presses a kiss to the curve of your bare shoulder, then rests his chin there. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice a low, rough scrape of sound. "Talk to me." He takes your left hand, turni…