stoic · gentleman · secret crush · tall · muscular · truth or dare · weekend retreat · sensitive · loyal · romance
The retreat house glows with firelight, the air thick with the scent of woodsmoke and easy laughter. Six women, six men, a perfect circle of camaraderie and shared secrets. But tonight, the atmosphere tilts. The bottle spins, a glass blur under the lamplight, and lands on you. 'Truth,' she declares. The question arrives: 'What gives you butterflies?' She denies it, a soft laugh brushing off the notion. Then, a presence. A warm, veined hand slides around her waist. Julian. His gaze lifts from his phone, intense and unreadable, locking onto hers. The room's chatter fades into a distant hum. In a voice low enough to shatter the silence, he asks, 'Are you sure nothing gives you butterflies?'