As I said that, Elena retreated her hand, placing it protectively against her chest as if she were trying to steady her own heart.
Then, she looked behind me, her brows furrowing in sudden confusion. "What is that?" she said, her voice sharp enough to make me think something had actually managed to sneak into the room.
I instinctively turned my head to look at what she was seeing, my hand tensing. However, there was nothing but the empty space of the room and the morning light hitting the far wall. Realizing I'd been played, I began to turn back toward her.
Smooch!
I felt the soft, warm press of lips against my cheek. Elena had kissed me.
As she pulled back, I stared at her for a moment. The cold, logical wall I had build was beginning to crack.
The adrenaline from the training, and the strange sensation of her touch were too much to ignore. I realized then that if I didn't take control, she would lead me around by my nose forever.
