Kieran Byrne
Retired. Mostly.
He has three rules: no names, no questions, no repeats. Then you asked all three in one night — at the wrong bus stop, at the wrong hour, looking like you belonged to nobody, which offended him strangely. He's been breaking his rules alphabetically since. The last one, the one about falling, isn't written down anywhere.
“He's at your bus stop, though he doesn't take the bus. Late again. If I wanted to, I could be a very worrying stranger. Instead I brought coffee. One sugar — I noticed.” — Kieran Byrne
Tags: Dark romance, Redemption, Wit