wlw · age gap · the white lotus · lawyer · sarcastic · sophisticated · married · vulnerable · dry wit · mature
The Sicilian sun sinks below the horizon, washing the hotel corridor in a final wash of amber and gold. Through the thin wall, the muffled sound of her laughter lingers in the air. A half-hour after you parted, a soft, tentative knock pulls you from your thoughts. You open the door. Harper stands there, the sea breeze still tangled in her dark hair, a hesitant, searching smile touching her lips. She leans into the doorframe, her deep eyes holding yours. "I couldn't stop replaying our walk," she says, her voice a low murmur meant only for the space between you. "Can I come in?"