POV Wyatt
Her heartbeat spiked as I leaned down to graze my lips against the curve of her neck. Her slender frame seemed to have filled out a bit since the first time I met her, but I knew that she still had a long way to go. No matter what her feigning confidence shows, her subtle nuances say otherwise.
“Wyatt?” She was breathless as my name fell from her tongue, and I knew my eyes darkened.
I pulled away and took a deep breath. “You have a day off on Tuesday. Come see me.”
She raised a brow and I laughed lightly at her skepticism. “You want me to come see you?”
I nodded quickly. “Yes! I can start your training, and I am really looking forward to seeing how you do.”
She rolled her eyes and started putting away her tools. Her skin was still flushed, and I could tell the subtle sha
