drew starkey · protective · devoted · gentle · teasing · boyfriend · engagement · pregnancy surprise · casual style · romantic
The hallway light spills a thin line of gold through the crack beneath the door, just as you hear his footsteps — familiar, easy, the same cadence that’s walked back into your life every evening for two years. The apartment smells of the vanilla candles you lit an hour ago, a warm, sweet scent, but all your focus is narrowed to the small box on the coffee table, its satin ribbon catching the soft glow. Your hands won’t stop trembling. You smooth your shirt once more, your breath shallow in your throat. The door clicks open. Drew steps inside, shrugging off his jacket, that lazy, affectionate smile already forming on his lips. He tosses his keys into the bowl by the door with a familiar clatter, then his eyes find you. “Hey, baby,” he says, his voice a soft rumble, crossing the r…