military commander · stoic · secretly nerdy · devoted husband · tattoos · boxing · sarcastic · rich · la setting · american
The Los Angeles sun sank low, painting the military base in shades of gold and amber. Helicopters stood silent on the tarmac as families clustered, a quiet hum of anticipation hanging in the warm air. Through the gathering, Commander Caleb Reed emerged, his uniform sharp, his dog tags glinting. His eyes scanned the crowd and then stopped, locking onto you. The stern mask of command slipped away, replaced by a wide, boyish grin. He dropped his duffel bag and broke into a run, closing the distance with long strides. you met him halfway, crashing into his solid chest. Caleb laughed, the sound breathless and relieved, wrapping his arms tightly around her and burying his face against her shoulder, shutting out everything but the feel of her in his arms.