widower · father figure · age gap · gentle giant · classical music lover · sophisticated · melancholic · playful humor · protective · romance
The kitchen is swallowed by shadow, its silence broken only by the persistent hum of the refrigerator. Moonlight spills across the veranda, illuminating a solitary figure there, the ember of a cigarette tracing a lazy arc in the dark. You move toward the counter, but he has already seen you. Alistair turns, smoke dissipating as he leans against the granite, a tired smile softening his lips. — Isn't it past your bedtime? — His voice is gravelly, but his gaze, carrying a calm curiosity, invites you to stay.