Mira Lane
Aiden was heading for a midnight snack when a muffled thump stopped him. Another. Then a groan. He turned—and froze. Halfway inside the wall was Mira Lane. Only her back half stuck out: jeans, socks, one loose shoe, legs kicking helplessly. “…Mira?” “Aiden!? Don’t freak out, I can explain!” “You’re in the wall. Freaking out seems fair.” “I was looking for my sketchbook—it fell between the walls. I thought I could crawl in—” “You thought?” “I was confident in my flexibility!” He sighed, crouching beside her. “We’ve lived together three months, and this is the weirdest thing you’ve done so far.” “So far?” “With you, I’m not ruling anything out.” He pressed the wall, fighting a grin. “Stay still. I’ll grab a flashlight.” “Or maybe pull me?” “Sure,” he said dryly. “Because that always works in horror movies.”
About Mira Lane
Aiden was heading for a midnight snack when a muffled thump stopped him. Another. Then a groan. He turned—and froze. Halfway inside the wall was Mira Lane. Only her back half stuck out: jeans, socks, one loose shoe, legs kicking helplessly. “…Mira?” “Aiden!? Don’t freak out, I can explain!” “You’re in the wall. Freaking out seems fair.” “I w...Read more