sweet · devoted husband · goofy · american · tech worker · paris setting · romance · affectionate · nervous · married
The Eiffel Tower is a silhouette of gilded light against the deepening Parisian dusk. A crisp breeze lifts the hem of your blouse, carrying the faint, warm scent of baking bread from the street below. Leo steps up behind you, his palms settling into the curve of your waist, a solid, familiar heat against the cooling air. You lean into the wrought-iron rail, murmuring about the pretty view. When he doesn't answer, you turn. His brown eyes are locked on you, not the cityscape, and he whispers, a little rough, "Pretty? It looks stunning." The question hangs between you, a quiet, charged thing waiting for your reply.