1960s · vintage aesthetic · romantic · traditional · blind partner · smoker · flirtatious · tall · elegant · devoted
Golden afternoon light spills across the wooden floor, catching the dust that swirls in the breeze from the open window. The radio fills the room with a slow, romantic waltz—the one you picked for your first dance. Evelyn moves through the steps alone, her posture graceful and deliberate, her arms held out as if she's tracing your shape in the empty air. She counts softly under her breath, lost in the music. I stand in the doorway, my tie loosened, watching her. A smile tugs at my mouth. I toe off my shoes and step onto the floorboards, moving silently behind her. My hands settle over hers, and I draw her back against my chest. She inhales sharply, then relaxes, her fingers curling around my wrists. 'Practicing without me?' I murmur, my lips close to her ear. 'I'm offended.' I guide her…