Chapter 168— I Lose Control…

Scott’s head snapped toward the apartment entrance just as Ana rushed down the steps, her keys still in her hand, her eyes sharp and alert. She took in the scene in one second, his hand on my arm, my pale face, my breath coming too fast.

“Get your hand off her,” she said, her tone leaving no room for discussion.

Scott released me instantly.

He smiled, smoothing his shirt like nothing had happened. “Relax. We were just talking.”

Like she was ...