***Yara***
I stood there behind the counter, unsure of what I felt at the mere presence of Zander. Behind him, I saw my friend Milo; his eyes were locked on mine as I stared at him. He showed concern for me, even though his brother was completely fuming with anger. I didn’t know why. I was confused that he was even staring at me with a frown, and for some odd reason, I could sense the anger coming off him, just like I sensed the concern coming off of Milo.
My own heart was beating at an alarming pace that I thought it could burst any second.
“Are you okay?” I heard Zander’s voice.
My eyes immediately went from Milo's to Zander’s. “Are you hurt!?” he asked as his long, strong arms reached over and grabbed my hand in a rough manner.
Immediately, I felt his warm hand send sparks througho
