Justin smiled at Anna as she sat beside him, and he rubbed her thigh. He handed her another liquor bottle, and she downed it. She leaned back, turned her head toward him, and snickered.
He was very attractive at that moment with dirt and blood on his face, a bandaged arm, and a torn shirt. He noticed her looking at him like he was a meal and gave her a thoughtful look.
“You really are an amazing woman, gorgeous,” he said, and she blushed.
“Thank you,” she said softly.
She was exhausted and happy that she got everyone back. He looked at her oddly and knew that flattery wasn’t her thing.
What was she thanking him for?
“For what, gorgeous?” he asked.
A tear escaped her eye and rolled down her cheek. Anna never felt this way about anybody and didn’t want to lose him.
Was she falling in
