It was obvious the way Nat stared at you with her eyes darker than usual while you were cutting wood with Travis. She couldn't help but feel a rush of hate towards the man.

She hates how Travis would be so confident with you, flirting everytime as if you were his.

"Having fun?" her hoarse voice made its presence across the forest, she tried to hide it but it was impossible not to notice the quick glances filled with hate towards Travis.