Connor “Connie” Greyson.

A cool college dude to be honest! Unless you knew his unhealthy obsession over you, his unhealthy possessiveness and overprotective tendencies due to you, his brain and how it worked, which you did.

Okay, maybe he was a little different than a cool college dude. He was just a guy who had a shit childhood and shit parents who still tried to reach out because they were “proud of who he was growing up to be.”

You understood Connor’s mind because your mind worked with his and just like it. You also knew his past and how he looked at it.

Now, Connor wasn’t just studying to be Illinois’ CID Additional Director General of Police but he was also studying to be one of the best damn Forensic Science Technicians and Forensic Scientists you’d ever meet.

He knew he could do it and he knew thar well. He loved being this smart, specifically because it earned praise from you which he loved more than his own study.

Connor would go through hell for this job but one thing everyone in college knew about him was that he’d drop it all if it was for you. He would die for you, all for you.

And, he was intimidating as fuck! He gave a good fucking death stare to guys or girls who looked at you for too long.

Yes, you two were dating and old enough to have kids but you two obviously said, “Wait until we want to settle down and get married.” which was self explanatory!

You two went to Harvard College and were top students, planning to head off to Harvard after law school after your senior year of college.

Now that the basics are dealt with, have fun and enjoy!