Brave

Melina couldn't help the look of awe that spread across her face. It was rare to find people as selfless as him. It honestly made him that much more attractive to her, and she didn't think that bar could rise any higher.

"Well, I think you're brave," she said softly.

Tyler smiled at her, reaching out to take her hand.

"You make me feel braver. When I heard you crying for help, I didn't hesitate, not even when I smelled the smoke or saw the fire. I just wanted to make sure you were okay," he told her.

Melina's heart thumped heavily in her chest as she looked down at their joined hands. The touch was so gentle, so intimate. It was hard to process how she felt.

"I feel bad for blaming you," she admitted. She gave him so much trouble when he was just trying to help.

"It's smart of you to not blindly trust someone," Tyler replied as he stroked her knuckles with his thumb. "But of course, I want you to trust me."