Berserker
"She is, so why don't you find something better to do. Far away from here, preferably."
Gunnar tipped his chin at his brother, the smile finally escaping. "I'll leave you two alone," he said and quickly made his way back through the door he had entered only moments before.
"Um, hi. Nice to meet you," Liv called to his back. She stood frozen, unsure of what to do. She could feel the red climbing inexorably up her neck to her hairline. Could she pretend she hadn't been trying to wrap herself around his body like a boa constrictor a minute ago? Probably not. She didn't know what it was about this guy. First, she faints at his feet twice in one day and now she'd humiliated herself by parking her