With her slender hands holding up her green cotton dress, she stepped out of the elevator and walked into the garage.
Ryan was taken aback, seeing her in the garage. He took off his safety glasses and ran away from the car where he had been welding.
“Sam,” he called anxiously and tried to touch her.
“Don't,” she motioned with her hands and walked away from him.
He could see the serious look on her face and he wondered what the problem was.
“I was worried about your health. I tried to break into your room but the men won't let me,” he said as he walked to the table.
“I've got no time. You just have to stop fighting to get me,” she said with her arms akimbo and her bum resting partially on the table.
“I can't, you know how much I care about you, and I'm not stopping anytime soon,” he
