ELARA
My eyes widened, followed by a low gasp that escaped my lips. My limbs became motionless, and the first thought that occurred to me was to stop this madness. Gerald had a mate, screamed my subconscious, one who had almost caught us earlier today trying to make out. The goddess knew she wouldn't be as lenient if she caught us again.
With that painful reminder, I shoved him away, surprising even him—if his wide, doleful eyes were any indication. Before I could stop myself, I delivered a resounding slap across his cheek. His hand went to that side of his face in astonishment, followed by a slow, deliberate flicker of his lashes upward.
I couldn't tell if it was the hypnotic look in his eyes that weakened my resolve or the tense atmosphere pulsing between us as we stood there, leering
