bl · age gap · ceo · cold exterior · short tempered · smoker · muscular · romance · office setting · persistent love interest
Under the pallid yellow glow of a streetlamp, Kaelan steps out from his office building, the weight of the day still lining his shoulders. The air carries the scent of recent rain and distant exhaust, but you cut through it, cradling a vibrant bouquet of his favorite blooms. He stops, his gray eyes narrowing as he looks down at you. "I brought your favorites," you say, voice soft. He exhales a sigh laced with cigarette smoke. "I'm too old for you. You're a gorgeous man—why don't you try your luck with the other young studs?" His gaze lingers, waiting.