Brandi's POV
Lynn pulls away, gasping for air. He looks at me, a pained look at his face before he turns back to the door. Why do you look like I betrayed you when you ran away? I want to ask, but before I can, he speaks.
"Uh, sorry, seems I'm interrupting." He turns to leave but pauses at the door. He looks back at me for a moment before exiting the room and closing the door. A strange feeling settles in my chest, an unfamiliar and uncomfortable one that I would imagine is guilt if I had to guess. But should I feel guilty when I have no obligation to him...
"s**t! s**t, I have to talk to him." Lynn, who had been frozen from shock, jumps to her feet. She grabs her dress and throws it on, and chase after her. I can't imagine what he is thinking or how he feels right now, but it s
