Fourteen

“I can’t hear you repeating yourself. Go ahead.” Anton tried to encourage her, oblivious to the turmoil going on in her head at the endearment he was issuing to address her, while still wearing his teasing smile that has become wider.

Kyra took her eyes down so that he wouldn’t see just how red her face had become. She licked her lips that were suddenly parched before opening her mouth to thank him again, “Thank you for grabbing me. I would have fallen and hurt myself and my baby if not for you.”

“Hmm,” Anton hummed softly before saying what she least expected, “Since I saved your baby’s life, what are you going to give to me to show your appreciation?”

“What?” Kyra’s head snapped up quickly and Anton, whose whole attention was focused on her, winced, scared that she could get a whiplash.

She also looked surprised that Anton could not help but grumble. “I just asked a little question, you do not have to react this way.”

“Why would you want something in return for saving my baby’s lif