Yelena's mind was in chaos.
There was no way she could tell Mika the truth, no way she could admit what was really going on inside her.
After last night, everything had changed. The way she looked at him, the way she felt when he smiled, the way her heart reacted when he touched her, it was all different....Terrifyingly different.
She wanted him. Desperately. Every fiber of her being screamed for him to kiss her again, to pull her in the way he used to when they were young and innocent, but this wasn't innocence anymore.
This was raw, aching desire, and it scared her more than any battle she had ever fought. She tried to keep her composure, to remind herself that she was supposed to be the adult here, his guardian, his mentor, but her body and heart refused to listen.
Mika could see the war waging inside her, the tension in her shoulders, the way her fingers fidgeted against her thigh, and he finally sighed.
