Admiration and awe danced in her gaze when she gazed at Lance. He was so cool when he beat those kidnappers up. He was so handsome!

Bettie was enthusiastic as if she was not affected by the recent ordeal, but Lance could detect the hint of fear beneath her wide smile.

“Silly girl," Lance murmured as he hugged her once again.

“Stop talking nonsense. Untie the rope for me."

Lance retrieved the knife from the ground and used it to cut the rope on her wrists and ankles. He helped her up and asked, “How are you? Do you feel uncomfortable?"