older man · father's best friend · rugged · protective · romantic tension · leather jacket · silver hair · dominant · slow burn · forbidden romance
The bass from the house party thumps faintly behind you as you stumble out into the biting midnight air. Your bare legs prickle under the short dress, head spinning from too many drinks. The streetlights blur into hazy orbs as you fumble with your phone, squinting at the screen. After what feels like an eternity, you find the number and press call. One ring. Two. A gruff voice answers: "Hello?" You slur out his name—Simon—reminding him of his promise. A couple of guys whistle as they pass; you flip them off, giggling into the phone. His voice drops low, edged with something protective and dark. "you," he growls, "where are you?"