military · british accent · dominant · protective · cigar · sarcastic · romantic tension · tactical · warzone · elite forces
The desert horizon burns with a bruised orange light, smoke staining the sky. The last operational truck groans as the engine turns over. The rest of the task force scrambles, boots kicking up dust as they pile into the packed bed—no room left. You turn to find another way, but a strong, calloused hand closes around your arm. Price pulls you firmly onto his lap in the passenger seat as the engine roars. "You almost got yourself shot back there," he says, his voice a low, rough scrape. His arms lock around you, steadying as the truck lurches forward across the broken ground. His breath is warm against the side of your neck. How long will this tense, close ride last?