*Later that evening…*

*TRAE’S POV*

The anticipation of the town feast hummed in the air as I made my way to pick up Mira. As I scaled the steps I reminded myself to keep a safe distance from her after the t-shirt incident. I’m her protector, not her suitor, I repeated to myself silently.

But as I reached the last step, my breath caught in my throat at the sight of her. Mira was seated on the front porch beside Grayson and her friend Jane in a ...