As Liam stepped out of his house, the first person he saw was Lana.
She was walking toward him, her long, dark brown wavy hair flowing effortlessly behind her, her piercing green eyes locked onto his with a softness that almost made him forget everything that had happened last night.
For a brief moment, Liam found himself smiling at her, but then the memories of last night came crashing back into his mind.
The smile on his face faded instantly.
Lana, however, didn't seem to notice.
She walked up to him with a slight smile and said, "Thank you for yesterday."
Liam blinked.
That was it? Just thank you?
No apology? No 'sorry for almost getting you killed'?
What the hell?
His arms folded across his chest as his expression darkened slightly. He wasn't expecting her to beg for forgiveness, but damn—he almost died in her house last night, and all he got was a simple 'thank you'?
Lana immediately noticed the shift in his mood.
