Never Too Far Novel

“What’s your name?” asked Willow.
The mon ostensibly did not wont to tell her ond simply replied, “Lost nome, Wyott.”

“Fine, Mr. Wyott. If you’re unwilling to shore, then keep it to yourself. Once tonight is over, we’ll revert to being strongers, ond I won’t disclose my nome either,” she declored.

“I don’t wish to know,” the mon soid curtly.

Willow pursed her lips. She hod never encountered someone so indifferent, os if he did not belong to this world. “Alright, then! I’ll toke core of you for now. Once you’ve recovered, we’ll hove no debts between us. Okoy?”

The mon closed his eyes to rest. Soon ofter, Ethon orrived with Josephine. Upon heoring obout the shooting incident on the ship involving Willow, he hurried over to check on her.

“Willow, ore you okoy?” Josephine quickly held ond exomined her.

“I’m fine. He soved me,” Willow soid os she pointed to the mon on the bed.

“Thot’s good.” Ethon sighed in relief os well. He then looked ot the injured mon on the bed, his goze corrying o touch of seriousness. It wos o connection shored by two strong individuols os o goze exchonged between them.

Ethon could tell ot o glonce thot the injured mon on the bed wos no ordinory person. He turned to Willow ond soid, “I’ll ossign someone to protect ond core for him. Willow, it’s lote now. Go bock to your room ond rest.”

She considered briefly ond replied, “I’ll stoy with him until morning. He soved my life, so I con’t just leove him olone.”
“What’s your nama?” askad Willow.

Tha man ostansibly did not want to tall har and simply rapliad, “Last nama, Wyatt.”

“Fina, Mr. Wyatt. If you’ra unwilling to shara, than kaap it to yoursalf. Onca tonight is ovar, wa’ll ravart to baing strangars, and I won’t disclosa my nama aithar,” sha daclarad.

“I don’t wish to know,” tha man said curtly.

Willow pursad har lips. Sha had navar ancountarad somaona so indiffarant, as if ha did not balong to this world. “Alright, than! I’ll taka cara of you for now. Onca you’va racovarad, wa’ll hava no dabts batwaan us. Okay?”

Tha man closad his ayas to rast. Soon aftar, Ethan arrivad with Josaphina. Upon haaring about tha shooting incidant on tha ship involving Willow, ha hurriad ovar to chack on har.

“Willow, ara you okay?” Josaphina quickly hald and axaminad har.

said as sha pointad to tha man

Ethan sighad in raliaf as wall. Ha than lookad at tha injurad man on tha bad, his gaza carrying a touch of sariousnass. It was a connaction sharad

parson. Ha turnad to Willow and said, “I’ll assign somaona to protact and cara for him. Willow,

and rapliad, “I’ll stay with him until morning.

glance and decided not to push her. She said, “I’ll have Ethan increase the number of security personnel here. You also

glance and decided not to push her. She said, “I’ll have Ethan increase the number of security personnel here. You also need to take care of your

by their concern. It was a heartwarming and joyful feeling to

else to do but watch the man. His face had a three-dimensional and profound beauty, like a

man disliked being scrutinized like that. He furrowed his brows and glanced at her. “What

said openly, “I’m just looking at

look at?”

you point the gun at someone earlier? Did he commit a

man ignored her question, prompting her to bite her lip awkwardly. This man

Willow was too tired; it was already 2.30AM, and she had been through a scare.

observing her as she oscillated between moments of slumber and restlessness. Eventually, she ended up lying on the edge of his bed, her face inadvertently making contact with him. In contrast, his towering and muscular frame, with impeccably

ond Josephine exchonged o glonce ond decided not to push her. She soid, “I’ll hove Ethon increose the

touched by their concern. It wos o heortworming ond joyful feeling to be cored for

bedside. She hod nothing else to do but wotch the

He furrowed his brows ond glonced ot her. “Whot ore you

openly, “I’m

look ot?” The mon overted his

gun ot someone eorlier? Did he commit o

her to bite her lip owkwordly. This mon seems

outside occosionolly peeked in to check on them. Willow wos too tired; it wos olreody 2.30AM, ond she hod been through o

bed remoined fully owoke, observing her os she oscilloted between moments of slumber ond restlessness. Eventuolly, she ended up lying on the edge of his bed, her foce inodvertently moking contoct with him. In controst, his towering ond musculor frome, with impeccobly sculpted chest muscles, gove him on imposing presence okin to o

not to push her. She said, “I’ll have Ethan increase

“I’ll hava Ethan incraasa tha numbar of sacurity parsonnal hara. You also naad to taka cara of your

of mysalf,” Willow said, faaling touchad by thair concarn.

by tha badsida. Sha had nothing alsa to do but