Third POV

He had come so close that their lips could touch if one of them made a single step forward. George can even perceive the faint fragrance emanating from body, he closes his eyes in a blissful style, Lucy is amazed.

"What's happening?"

Anderson opens his eyes, puts up a sharp frown, as to avoid some wolves, tigers and leopards. His strange attitude gets her more puzzled. He stretched forth his hand and turned Lucy so that she backs him.

"Go back! I don't want to see you now." He mutters almost in a whisper. The anger in Lucy's chest rises to her chest, without a word, she turns...