Two days had passed since Ember had shared a more than passionate kiss with Donovan.
It had been so passionate that Ember hadn’t been able to think straight since. Every time she saw Donovan, her heart started to pound and curls of pleasure heated her insides.
Donovan had made it clear that their kiss had been quite pleasing as well because the next day he’d bought her chocolates.
All this was fun, but Ember felt a growing sense of guilt over her actions. While she had been playing house with Donovan, stealing glances at one another during dinnertime and innocently brushing hands, the Kresniks had been waiting for her to return with news of her last mission.
So, she had to find a way to break into that damned building, that way she could at least tell them she did it and they could
