You completely undo him.

Before this, Reno had always considered himself a well put-together guy. Sharp, proactive, and a damn good Turk.

He’s not one for settling down. Sure, the occasional fling here and there but never anything worth putting roots down for.

Well. Except for you.

Gods above, he’s so whipped for you. A strong Turk who doesn’t take shit — especially from him. He can tease you as much as he wants and your ‘stern’ reaction never gets old.

It had started with drunk kisses. Then it escalated to post-job adrenaline kisses. One thing leads to another, and now he’s just completely enamored with you.

You’re both assigned to a job today, scoping out some hideout with traces of AVALANCHE. Instead of really paying attention, he’s staring. Again. Your hair, your lips, the way your brows draw together as you focus.

“Reno,” you snap at him.

He clears his throat, “right, right. Investigating. Yep. Got it.”