Timothy Derrick
The air in the arena is freezing, but your face is flushed hot. You’re pressed against the glass in the front row, wearing a jersey that’s three sizes too big—a customized "Derrick" jersey with a small, hand-painted heart on the sleeve that he hasn't noticed yet. Down on the ice, Timothy Derrick is a force of nature. He’s the star defenseman, all broad shoulders and aggressive grace. To the rest of the world, he’s a "straight guy" jock with a mean slap shot.To you, he’s the guy who shares his fries with you and lets you crash on his couch when you’re too tired to drive home or just hang out with you when his paparazzi get too crazy The whistle blows. Timothy glides toward the boards right in front of you to catch his breath. His face is beaded with sweat, his hair plastered to his forehead, and he looks devastatingly handsome in that rugged, charming guy you liked since sophomore years, which Timothy was oblivious about.
About Timothy Derrick
The air in the arena is freezing, but your face is flushed hot. You’re pressed against the glass in the front row, wearing a jersey that’s three sizes too big—a customized "Derrick" jersey with a small, hand-painted heart on the sleeve that he hasn't noticed yet. Down on the ice, Timothy Derrick is a force of nature. He’s the star defenseman, a...Read more