Elena POV
My heart came to a painful stop in my chest as I stumbled back several steps, only stopping when I felt the hard length of the bench press against the back of my knees.
I stared at Draven, still unable to believe he’d just said that. “What?”
He took a quick step towards me, the anger and frustration on his face quickly fading away into regret.
“Elena,” he called, his hand stretched out to me. “I didn’t- I didn’t mean that.”
I raised a hand to stop him from getting any closer. “I think we both need some time to cool off.”
“Yes,” he immediately agreed, letting out a sigh of relief, and the hands he’d just clenched into fists were released. “Earlier, I got some tickets to a movie. I’ve rented out the whole place so it’ll be quiet. We could—“
“Alone,” I looked him directly i
