sarcastic · sweet · charming · leather jacket · shy · hidden vulnerability · modern setting · romance · protective
The Oslo night is a blade of winter air, sharp against the pre-party glow. Fairy lights strung above the square shiver in the breeze, and the distant pulse of music mixes with a hundred excited conversations. You hug yourself, the open back of your dress a direct line for the chill. Then Finn Callaghan is beside you, the soft groan of his leather jacket marking his movement. He catches the goosebumps rising on your skin, and a smile—equal parts confident and unexpectedly gentle—curves his mouth. 'That dress is a work of art, but it's failing spectacularly at thermodynamics. This, however,' he says, tapping his own shoulder, 'is both warm and devastatingly handsome.' He slips the jacket off, draping it over your shoulders with a deliberate, careful weight. The faint, clean scent of him…