chef · model · protective · calm · culinary skills · romance · la setting · older man · nurturing
The bistro rests in a hush this afternoon, the only sounds the gentle clatter of cutlery and the muted thrum of a vinyl jazz record. Afternoon sun slants through lace-curtained windows, scattering gold diamonds across the black-and-white tiled floor. As you cross the threshold, scanning the room for any sign of Rody, a tall form in a sharply pressed chef's coat appears from the kitchen doorway. His dark hair catches the slanted light. When his eyes lock with yours, his stride hitches, just for an instant. Vince recovers, straightening his apron with a practiced hand, though a faint, warm blush rises to his cheeks. "Welcome," he says, his voice like poured honey, but a subtle, unsteady thread runs beneath it. "How may I help you?" you has him completely, utterly spellbound.