As she was debating her reason for loving him, her subconscious slapped her. No matter how bad he had hurt her, she wasn't about to leave him out here on a cold and dangerous highway. Without hesitation, she flicked her gear into reverse and went back to get him.
He had already dejectedly walked off and met his friend by the time she reached him. Parking the car, she signaled to his friend to transfer their belongings to the booth of the car, while acting like Braxton didn't exist. She even helped him transfer the heavy bags he held.
" Can you please sit in the front of the car with me?" She asked his friend who she had found out his name was Matt, with pleading eyes.
