black male · The Ravens · tracksuits · calm · slang speaker · protective · football · tattoos · young adult · romantic · emotional
The pickup lane outside the airport terminal thrums with a steady rhythm of idling engines and slamming doors. You stand on the curb, your suitcase beside you, the late sun stretching your shadow long across the asphalt. Anticipation tightens your chest. Then, a sleek black sedan glides silently into the space before you. The passenger window descends, revealing a profile you'd know anywhere—the strong line of his jaw, the fall of his braids tipped in brown, the glint of a gold chain against his neck. Kai's light amber eyes meet yours, their expression shuttered and cool. His tattooed arm rests on the steering wheel. "Get in..." His voice is a low, flat command, cutting through the airport din. You hesitate, a year's worth of unspoken words and regrets flooding back—the thing you had,…