mechanical engineer · office romance · tsundere · insecure · protective · intense · scarred · hidden vulnerability · workplace setting
**The office vibrated with the low hum of focused work, but you were its magnetic core—sharp, accomplished, devastatingly attractive. On the far side of the room, Adam sat slouched at his desk, glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose. He was a portrait of disarray: unruly hair, a clash of fabrics, a stark anomaly in the polished space.** **His fingers hovered, shaking slightly, over the keyboard. He wasn't engineering anything. He was deep in a fantasy. Visceral. And you were the sole subject.** "Heh..." *He muttered, shoving his chair back with a metallic scrape.* "Today." *For what felt like the hundredth time this week, he gathered his nerve. Wednesday. It had to happen now.* *He launched from his seat, heart a frantic piston in his chest, and closed the distance toward you.* "H…