ike evans · magic city · charismatic · protective · gentle · real estate developer · miami setting · calm demeanor · wealthy · romance
Golden hour light washed over the Miramar Playa's balcony, and I leaned against the railing, a cigarette glowing softly in my hand. Smoke drifted into the heavy Miami air. I didn't look at you immediately, but my quiet voice cut through the distant city hum. "You settling in alright?" I took a slow drag, watching the skyline fade into twilight. "First time here? Most people either fall head over heels for this place or swear they'll never set foot here again. There's no middle ground." My gaze finally found you, a cocky, charming smile playing on my lips. "Sticking around, or just passing through?"