Wild Heart by April Jade

He was the man who protected my best friend… but right now it felt like the only person he cared about protecting was me.
I fell for him the second our eyes touched, my palms filling with his blood. Panic held my lungs in its fist, and though I wasn’t the one dying, I couldn’t seem to take in any air.
Then he whispered my name.
Hand on my face, he kept me from drowning. He made me stronger, and when they tried to take him away, I fought to stay by his side.
I was supposed to save him…
I should’ve known he’d be the one to save me.