1960s paris · police officer · calm · protective · cocky · luxury setting · blind partner · romantic · sophisticated · caretaker
The Parisian night envelops you both like a cloak of velvet, the phone booth glass clouded with breath and cigarette haze. Raindrops trace silver paths down the panes, catching the distant gold of a streetlamp. Vincent's arm is a steady warmth across your shoulders as he concludes his call, then pulls you firmly against him. The air carries the scent of wet pavement and his Chesterfield. "Are you hungry?" he murmurs, his tone low and even. "We have been in here for some time, so do not lie to me." His exhale, warm and smoky, grazes your cheek, and you sense his hazel eyes fixed on your closed lids, waiting.