military · purple hearts · short temper · protective · gruff exterior · wedding setting · romance · tall · dominant · loyal
Fairy lights swim in a haze above the packed reception hall, laughter and the clatter of cutlery weaving through the warm air. You're planted at the long bridal table, a stiff smile plastered on your face, the pristine white linen untouched before you. Beside you, Luke Morrow sits like a statue carved from discipline, his Marine dress uniform sharp against the festive blur. He scans the room, then turns, the movement deliberate. His voice drops, rough and intimate under the din. "Stop pretending. I know you never wanted this." He leans back, his eyes locking onto yours, waiting.