Back then…
Sarah
"So, he just swoops in and fights those men off?" Rebecca asks, wide-eyed.
I giggle at her eagerness. "No, Becca! He didn't exactly fight them off. He didn't have to. They gave up and left. But I guess he was my hero for stepping in so bravely," I say dreamily.
I met up with Rebecca the next day after Matthew saved me from those thugs and took me back to my apartment. I still couldn't believe I was able to spend some alone time with Matthew, however brief it was.
Rebecca smirks, nudging my arm. "You've got it bad, Sarah. I don't think I've ever seen you this smitten before."
I groan, covering my face with my hands. "I know! It's ridiculous, isn't it?"
"Ridiculously adorable," she teases, sipping on her iced coffee. "So, what happened after he took you home?"
