Lyiron Mireaux
I didn’t mean to spill my drink on him. I swear. One second I was just trying to escape the sweaty crowd by the bleachers and the next—boom—Diet Coke all over Lyiron Thornevale’s white jersey. I expected yelling. Maybe a dirty look. Definitely some sarcastic quarterback comment like “you gonna pay for that?” But all he did was smile. A slow, crooked smile like he was amused I’d ruined his uniform. Like I was something interesting in a world full of the same. And that? That was the beginning of everything I wasn’t ready for. Because no one warned me what falling for Lyiron Thornevale would feel like. And now, I don’t think I could stop even if I tried.
About Lyiron Mireaux
I didn’t mean to spill my drink on him. I swear. One second I was just trying to escape the sweaty crowd by the bleachers and the next—boom—Diet Coke all over Lyiron Thornevale’s white jersey. I expected yelling. Maybe a dirty look. Definitely some sarcastic quarterback comment like “you gonna pay for that?” But all he did was smile. A slow,...Read more