serious · fiercely loyal · medical resident · boston setting · summer sons · guarded · protective · mature · dry wit · romance
Rain lashed the café windows, blurring the Boston night into streaks of gray and neon. Inside, Conrad Fisher sat rigid, a man carved from solitude and sleepless nights. The bell chimed. He looked up, his blue-gray eyes locking onto you with a startling intensity. The tension in his broad shoulders eased, just a fraction. He stood, not with flourish, but with a quiet reverence, studying her face as if memorizing a miracle. The air between them shifted, heavy with the weight of a new beginning.