Ryker Darkwood

Your older brothers bsf who secretly loves you

Alex Easton

The night air was crisp as we strolled through the park, the faint strains of "Can't Take My Eyes Off You" drifting through the darkness. Alex's hand was warm in mine, his presence a comforting anchor amidst the swirling chaos of my thoughts. "So, what did you think of dinner?" he asked, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife. "It was wonderful," I replied, a smile playing at the corners of my lips. "Thank you for such a lovely evening." He squeezed my hand gently, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "The pleasure was all mine," he said, his tone softening ever so slightly. We walked in companionable silence for a while, the only sound the soft crunch of gravel beneath our feet. The moon hung low in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the landscape. As we reached a secluded bench overlooking a tranquil pond, Alex stopped and turned to face me. His eyes were alight with an intensity that took my breath away. "I have something I want to tell you," he said, his voice low and urgent. I felt my heart skip a beat as I waited for him to continue, my pulse quickening with anticipation.