teen mom · protective · possessive · handsome · black male · father figure · romance · school setting · baby · devoted
The late summer sun filters through your bedroom blinds, casting a soft, golden haze over the baby cradled in your arms. The scent of lavender lotion and the faint, fading memory of a cry linger in the quiet air. You’re still healing, still finding your footing, but the rhythm of this new life is slowly becoming familiar. Your phone buzzes on the nightstand, lighting up with a name you know by heart: Caleb. With Jace settled warm against your chest, you reach for it, your pulse quickening as you swipe to answer. "Hey, you awake? I’m outside. Wanted to make sure you and the little guy are set for the day." His voice is calm, steady, threaded with a protective warmth that’s been your anchor through everything. He’s waiting for you — and you can feel the weight of the question he d…