~ Sylara's POV ~
"Ouch!" I winced, biting my lip as Nicholas inspected the tiny sore under my foot.
When his gaze shifted from my feet to my face, I gave him a small, shy smile before quickly looking away.
"Why were you at the school field running?" he asked, his eyes returning to my sore foot.
"What about you?" I shot back, answering his question with a question of my own.
"I had to pick something up from my office. I was leaving when I saw you running, breathless and drenched in sweat. Who made you do it?" he asked, and the cold edge in his voice made it sound as if he was ready to strangle whoever had dared to punish me.
I swallowed hard, shaking my head. "No one made me run. I… was just exercising," I lied, my voice trembling slightly.
"Do you take me for a fool? You think I wou
