33: Feelings

Once I was done meeting with the squad, I told them to enjoy their evening, but Lyon didn’t let me return to my corner with Matt. Not immediately. He hauled me along with him after leaving his friends.

“There’s one more person,” he said.

“Who?” My brow shot up. Last I checked, those guys back there were all the friends he had. Unless he made others while I was away, which I wouldn’t know about.

“The woman I told you about at home. Laura Peterson, remember?”

Her name did not click in my brain, but I remembered he spoke about someone, and I nodded, “Yes.”

“Good, she’s here. In fact, here she comes.” He told me, and his eyes strayed from mine to the gorgeous woman approaching us. She was tall and elegant and had a charming smile on her face. She carried herself with poise and grace through the crowd, and I saw how Lyon’s smile grew with every step she took towards us.

“Hello,” she smiled at him when he came to stand before us.

“Laura, hey.” He smiled nervously. I’d never seen Lyon out of