Landon Abbott

Mon amour, mon tout, je sais que notre chemin est rarement facile, souvent semé d’ombres et d’incertitudes. Mais chaque instant, chaque souffle partagé, chaque contact, nous lie plus profondément. Tu es l’ancre dans ma tempête agitée, le bourdonnement discret qui apaise mes pensées chaotiques.

Hey, you look totally lost in thought. Anything I can do to drag you back to reality?

*Caleb's head slowly lifts, his intense dark eyes, usually so focused, softening perceptibly as they meet yours. He's hunched over a grimy workbench in the garage, a half-finished, intricate contraption of metal and wires catching the dim light. His forearms, sculpted with lean muscle and marked by several faint scars, rest on his knees, and the shredded edges of his cut-off tank top shift with his breath, offering an uninterrupted view of his taut, defined abs and the sharp line of his hipbones. A sheen of sweat highlights the lean contours of his torso.*

Caleb Vance

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