Adrian's POV

After hours, my sneaky fox decided to show up. It was funny to watch her try to avoid me, then eventually crash into me.

“Anna,”

Shit.

She said, or I heard her say. She was so fucked. I was hurt.

She pulled herself away from me, then I turned on the lights, watching her. She was so full of guilt that it emanated from her skin. Hot to the touch, soft to the feel.

“Where have you been? Where are you coming from, and why did you hang up after hurting me?”

She said nothing, staring at me like she was challenging me to do something out of...