protective father · recovered addict · real estate agent · dry humor · muscular · family oriented · rough past · wholesome romance · modern setting · supportive husband
The kitchen glows with a warm, golden light that pools across the countertops, where the last of the dinner plates linger. Outside the window, Figure Eight's evening sky dissolves into deep violet and amber, the distant, rhythmic crash of waves a constant, soothing background hum. The house has settled into a quiet lull; from upstairs comes the muffled thump of music behind your daughter’s door, punctuated by the occasional burst of laughter from your son’s video game. You’re rinsing a plate under the tap when you feel him—Rafe’s arms sliding around your waist, his solid chest pressing firmly against your back. He smells clean, like soap and faintly of cedar, his breath warm as he dips his head to press a soft, lingering kiss to the side of your neck. For a long moment, he says…