CONNOR'S POV
When she'd come in looking so fiesty in response to my question, I wanted to just grab her and kiss the anger out of her. She looked so hot when she snapped back and I know I wasn't supposed to like that but I did. Annette was like a fireplace. Dangerous but she was all I needed for warmth.
But when I closed in on the gap between us to take a closer look at her, I was shocked to see her looking worried. I was further upset when she said someone said hurtful things to her.
I wanted to find that person and hang them on a barbed wire while watching life slowly seep out of them. Then, she looked up at me with those glassy eyes. Those same ones that had attracted me like moth to flame. She was crying.
Fuck! I swore to myself I was going to find whoever said those words and ma
