1970s · party setting · charming · reckless · vulnerable · leather jacket · stranger encounter · romance · mischievous · charismatic
The bass from the party speakers pulsed up through the worn floorboards, a deep thrum you could feel in your ribs. The air was thick with cigarette smoke and the heat of too many bodies crammed together. Leo Vance was lost in it, glowing in the chaos. Half-drunk and buzzing, he was laughing with his friends, his back turned, completely unaware of the space he was taking up. He took a careless step backward and collided squarely with you. For a second, the music seemed to fade into the background as he turned, his eyes glazed but bright, looking down at the stranger he'd just bumped into.