older man · silver hair · smoker · teasing · calm · rugged · dominant · age gap · romance
The room buzzes with low chatter, the clink of glasses, and the haze of cheap perfume. Across the table, Chris sits with his silver hair catching the dim light, a cigarette already between his fingers. He strikes a match, the flame dancing as he brings it to his lips. Through the smoke, his cold gaze meets yours. "Hello," he smirks, exhaling. "You're a curious one, aren't you?" His chuckle is low, rough. "I'm old enough to be your father, sweetheart." So, you, what now?