Andy's POV
"I take it you're the best friend?" Dave's voice was curious and smooth as it poured out of his chest, and telling from his posture, he didn't seem unfazed by what had just happened, a fleeting second ago.
"Who are you?" Ash's deep voice was cold as he spoke and I rolled my eyes as I tugged my wrist from his grip and walked around until I was standing beside him, and then I glanced up at him for a quick moment to see him still staring at Dave pointedly. My heart would have still been fluttering at the possessive streak that had suddenly sprout out from nowhere, but because of the fact that he had been here doing nothing good in particular while I had almost gotten raped, and he hadn't bothered by the fact that I had taken forever to show up, it made me almost angry at the fact that he was acting all caring right now.
