To say that Lyndon was upset wouldn’t be saying enough. As he stormed towards me with tight lips, I attempted to quickly grab the shoes that were left un-touched by the welcoming flames. Originally, I went to kick the cologne in, but I didn't want to risk the fire rising too close to my feet, especially if I would need to make a run for it.
An eager smile spread across my lips as I looked into Lyndon’s fierce eyes and held his shoes over the fire. Unfortunately, before the shoes could leave my hands, I was harshly shoved bringing the shoes and I crashing to the ground.
“Ow?!”, I dragged sarcastically as Lyndon seethed above me.
He then snatched his shoes out of my grasp and stood over his sizzling clothes in horror. “What the f*ck is wrong with you?”, He scoffed through gritted te
