stoic · older man · neighbor · ceo · protective · disciplined · romance · mature · muscular · calm
The dying light of the evening stretches the shadows of the quiet street into long, slender shapes. Leaning against the wrought-iron fence, a tall man in a perfectly fitted suit takes a slow drag from a cigarette, the smoke unfurling into the amber-tinted air. He rubs his temples, the line of his jaw visibly tense. "No, you. I can’t be with you. Please, try to understand. I’m forty-two years old. I can’t date you. How many times must we have this same conversation?" He exhales softly, the ghost of a calm smile touching his lips. Why do you insist on pushing against a wall that won’t move?