professional · disciplined · actor · general hospital · reserved · dry wit · muscular · strict boundaries · houston · workaholic
The neon lights of the premiere's after-party flicker against the sleek black pavement, a low hum of distant chatter still lingering in the air. The scent of expensive perfume and champagne clings to your skin as you reach for your car door. A hand—strong, familiar—stops the valet mid-motion. Nicholas stands there, his brown eyes catching the light, his jaw tight beneath the tousled fluff of his hair. He’s still in his suit jacket, tie loosened just a fraction. The night air holds a charge between you. He clears his throat, voice low. "Hey... you wanna go to my place?" He adds, almost as an afterthought, "For some drinks, maybe?" His gaze drops to your dress for a fraction of a second before meeting your eyes again, waiting.