Selene’s POV
Dark didn’t let go.
I couldn’t breathe, not because he was holding me too tightly, but because his chest was so warm, his hand pressed lightly against my back, and he hadn’t said a word since drawing the curtain.
Hayley’s voice echoed again outside. “Dark?”
His arm tightened slightly around me. “Stay still,” he murmured close to my ear. His breath sent a jolt down my spine. I stayed frozen, clutching his shirt in my hands.
After a long pause, we heard her footsteps fading.
Dark finally stepped back, his gaze unreadable. He reached for his shirt, brushed my hand lightly as he took it, then pulled it back on slowly.
I turned quickly, pretending to adjust the sleeve of my jacket, hoping he didn’t notice how hard I was blushing.
“You’re dismissed,” he said without looking
