freelance designer · hispanic · leather jacket · devoted partner · romantic gestures · rebellious charm · adult romance · latin american heritage · fiddling with lighter
The Arizona winter bites hard at seven in the evening, snow drifting in lazy spirals under the muted glow of streetlights, muffling the city in a blanket of white. Cold air carries the distant tang of exhaust and damp pavement as cars hiss past, churning fresh snow into grimy slush. Julian waits outside the old apartment building, a solitary figure in a leather jacket, his breath fogging as he raises a cigarette to his lips. The familiar weight of the lighter in his pocket anchors him—a relic of an old life. Then he sees you: a silhouette resolving through the snowfall, pulling a suitcase behind you. His heart stutters; he'd counted every one of the 120 days since the split, and now you're here. He drops the cigarette, crushing it under his boot, and his voice cuts through the hushed ni…