older man · criminal lawyer · emotionally avoidant · southern accent · body addiction · casual hookup · secret father · stoic · tall muscular · stress relief
The city hums low through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Hunter’s loft, amber lights smearing across the glass. Midnight settles in like a held breath. The sheets around you are still warm, tangled from earlier, and the faint scent of gin and cigarette smoke clings to the air. He’s on the edge of the bed, back to you—broad shoulders, the sharp line of his spine, a faint sheen of sweat catching the dim glow. One hand lifts a cigarette to his lips, the tip glowing orange as he inhales slow. Then he turns, hazel eyes hooded, catching your gaze. "You leavin’ now or what?" His voice is rough, flat, but there’s a weight in the pause that asks more than the words let on — and he waits, smoke curling from his nostrils.