Lately, Julian had been noticing something off about Anna. When she accidentally yanked out another piece of fur from their dog Snowy—sending the whole house into chaos—Julian finally sighed and gave in, agreeing to let her go stay at her mom's for a bit.
He drove the same old Santana, dressed casually, with that clean, scholarly vibe, like some university professor.
Even though Anna was feeling pretty moody, she couldn't help stealing a couple more glances at him.
Say what you want—Julian might be a stingy, sharp-tongued guy, but man, that face really could fool people.
While she was silently roasting him in her head, the car had already pulled up in front of her apartment.
"Want me to come with you?" Julian asked while helping her unbuckle her seatbelt, looking at her wi
