CARISSA'S POV
Sweat drips down the side of my face. The heat from training mixed with the fire in my veins. Jaime circles me with that signature smirk of his plastered across his face. His green eyes gleam with mischief, and I know exactly what’s coming before he even opens his mouth.
“Come on, princess, is that all you’ve got?”
I roll my eyes and lunge, aiming a low kick at his legs. He sidesteps easily, catching my wrist as I try to follow up with a punch. His grip is firm but teasing. Hia fingers glide over my pulse point just to mess with me.
“You’re too predictable.” He tilts his head. His eyes gleam as he pulls me in close. His breath fans against my cheek and his lips are just inches from mine. “You should surprise me.”
Two can play this game.
I step into him, pressing my body
