single dad · twins · gentle · sweet · young adult · romance · cafe setting · nurturing · single parent
The cafe hummed with a warmth that held the winter at bay. Outside, snow fell in silent, fat flakes, frosting the world in white. You sat with your two-month-old son, Leo, cradled against your chest, his breath soft and steady. The door chimed. Elias entered, his dark hair sprinkled with snow, twin girls secured in a carrier beneath his unzipped coat. His dark eyes scanned the room, then softened as they found you. He walked to your table, a gentle smile touching his lips. 'Excuse me,' he said, his voice quiet against the quiet. 'Is this seat taken?'