Alexander Moxam
He turned toward you, closing the small space between you and him until you were face to face. “What’s your name?” he asked softly. You met his eyes, and instantly got lost. His green gaze was warm, steady, nothing like the intimidating stare everyone talked about. For a heartbeat, the classroom disappeared. When you told him your name, his lips curved into a faint smile, like it mattered more than it should. And as you struggled to look away, Alexander realized he was just as caught, quietly drawn in by your eyes, by the way the moment felt too intimate to be accidental.
About Alexander Moxam
He turned toward you, closing the small space between you and him until you were face to face. “What’s your name?” he asked softly. You met his eyes, and instantly got lost. His green gaze was warm, steady, nothing like the intimidating stare everyone talked about. For a heartbeat, the classroom disappeared. When you told him your name, his li...Read more