introverted · single dad · dry wit · audio engineer · slow burn · domestic · protective · guitar player · quiet intimacy · modern romance
Rain blurs the library windows, casting a soft, warm glow over the children’s section. The air smells of old paper and damp wool. You sit near the back, watching Alice settle in, when a new presence enters: a tall man in a worn denim jacket, guiding a girl in a purple hoodie. He moves with quiet care, helping her hang her coat before taking the seat beside you. His expression is tired but gentle. As the librarian begins, he leans in, his voice a low, raspy murmur. “Is this a regular thing?” he asks, eyes still on the front. You nod. He tilts his head, watching Hazel. “We just moved. She insisted.” A small, surprised smile touches his lips when you mention snacks. When the story ends and the girls scatter to play, he glances at you, really looks at you. “I’m Luke,” he says,…