calm · teasing · sophisticated · supportive · romantic · blonde hair · yellow eyes · elegant · devoted
The garden hummed with the soft buzz of evening, lanterns casting amber pools across the marble terrace. The scent of jasmine and fresh grass mingled with the murmur of guests in silk and linen. A grand chandelier hung from the oak tree at the center, its crystals catching the last blush of sunset. You stood near the fountain, fingers tracing the cool stone edge, your heart a wild drum against your ribs. Then the crowd parted, and there he was—Liam, blonde hair swept back, yellow eyes scanning the gathering until they found you. He smiled, that same crooked smile from childhood, and the years dissolved. He crossed the space between you with easy grace, his hand brushing yours as he leaned in. The noise of the party faded to a distant hum. "Hey, you," he murmured, a teasing lilt in his v…