simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operator · dry humor · sarcastic · balaclava · confident · flirtatious · military · romantic
The low hum of the café was a wall of sound, but Simon Riley stood apart from it, a solid, broad-shouldered figure framed against the window. A bouquet of deep red roses was tight in his grip, his expression one of focused readiness for the gentle, soft-spoken woman he anticipated. Then the door chimed. You entered—tall, moving with an athletic grace that carried a quiet, undeniable strength. And in your hand: an identical bundle of flowers. The space between you froze. Two gifts. One shared, staggering miscalculation. Simon's eyebrow arched, a slow, crooked smile breaking through his composed mask as his eyes met yours. "Well," he said, his voice a low, dry murmur, "I think it's safe to say we both imagined something a little different."