Sandy's POV
I was stunned to my bones at what was happening.
Anthony was here, in my apartment, hours away from home. He was here, holding my face and kissing me.
Was this some sort of dream?
I blinked when he pulled away from my lips and pressed his forehead against mine. His cold hands on my cheeks was the only thing that told me that this felt real. I blinked again and tilted my head away to have a look at him.
“Sandy… I got your text,” he said.
I took a step back as shock took over me. I was still confused on how he was here? What was going on?
Anthony walked into the apartment and I closed the door then pressed my back against it. I eyed his back as he faced away from me. I watched him take off his soaked suit before he turned around. He had a small smile on his face and
