"Come here," Dylan ordered softly.
He looked pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his ankle was red and swollen.
"Your foot..." Savannah muttered. That was some fall he had. No…
She suddenly remembered something, and she stared at him in disbelief.
"Is that you? On the bungee platform today..."
She remembered very well that she had kicked the man who jumped with her when she was bungee jumping.
And he just hurt his ankle...
It wouldn't be so coincidental.
"Pretty strong kick." Dylan lifted his eyes to her.
She gasped. It was really him.
So, he went to the reality show today!
She gritted her teeth: "Dylan, you control freak! When are you going to get over your habit of watching me?"
She turned to go but was grabbed and pulled back, falling into his hot arms.
"If I were a control freak, I'd have pulled you away on the spot!" He said through gritted teeth.