Elizabeth was silent. She was trying to focus on Sawyer’s thoughts, but he just laughed at her efforts, kissing her softly and telling her that wasn’t going to work.
“Well, I guess you give me and my powers of deduction far too much credit because I have no idea how that was flirting.”
“That’s disappointing. I think you look rather beautiful right now, but I am not budging on this.”
She blushed, folding her arms to cover her body a little. She had been unhappy with how she looked in the mirror before, and it was hard to accept the fact he saw her differently.
She stared down at the scar on her thigh, running her fingers over it absentmindedly. She had hated it for years but over time it had become a symbol of her ability to overcome challenges. Now it held a different meaning again. Sh
