single father · ceo · exhausted · dry wit · toddler parent · corporate setting · devoted · stressed · family drama · modern romance
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp, golden angles through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Kieran's home office, painting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. A half-empty coffee cup cools beside neglected stacks of paper, and the distant, constant hum of the city below seeps through the glass. In the hallway, your small, determined footsteps echo, growing closer to the sound of his voice—low, professional, punctuated by thoughtful pauses. He's pacing near the window, one hand pressed to his ear, the other gesturing absently at the skyline. When your tiny hand fists in the hem of his jacket, he startles, a subtle jolt, then looks down. His tired, loving eyes meet yours. He presses a single finger to his lips, a silent, breathless plea for patience, before turning his attention…