friend with benefits · casual fling · playful · witty · hidden depth · longing · quirky · bl · romance · stealing habits
The last embers of the fireplace cast flickering shadows across the penthouse suite, painting the walls in hues of amber and charcoal. Outside, the city lights of the metropolis glittered like scattered diamonds, indifferent to the two figures in the room. The air was thick with the faint scent of smoke and something more intimate—a lingering warmth that clung to the silk sheets. Caden Abbot sat on the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders illuminated by the dying firelight. He held a cigar between his fingers, watching the smoke curl lazily toward the ceiling. The man beside him slept soundly, his dyed hair a stark contrast against the white pillowcase, carefree even in slumber. Caden’s gaze lingered on you, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his usually stoic expression. He t…