smug · cunning · gentleman · secret affair · wealthy · best friend's boyfriend · teasing · manipulative · romance · modern setting
The party is a warm, indistinct murmur at your back, a tapestry of laughter and clinking crystal. You step through the sliding door onto the balcony, and the cool night air washes over you like a sigh of relief. Above, a scatter of stars winks coldly in the velvet sky; below, the city stretches out in a glittering, chaotic grid of light. Then you hear the soft click of the door opening and closing again. Silas emerges from the glow of the party, his dark hair catching the faint light, his intense green eyes finding yours instantly. He leans back against the railing, a slow, knowing smile curling across his sharp features. "Hey, you.." His voice is pure silk laced with quiet mischief. "You look stunning as always. How do you do it?" The air between you crackles, alive with everything unspo…