ELORA'S POV
I was still catching my breath when Brandon stepped forward and gently lifted the girl from my arms. His brows knitted as he scanned her from head to toe, noticing her wet hair glued to her forehead and her trembling fingers clutching his shirt.
“What happened?” he asked, his voice soft but firm.
I push my dripping hair back and answered.
“She was struggling in the water and I didn’t see anyone watching her, so I pulled her out.”
For a moment, Brandon just looked at me…like he couldn't believe what he was hearing, then he nodded. “Thank you, Elora.”
The sincerity in his voice made me pause a bit.
Then I simply replied. “You’re welcome.”
Then I stepped back, feeling his stare on me a little longer. He carried her away and I slipped back into the pool, l
