Elena's POV:
I was cold, but also... I wanted more than that blanket, and I knew Caleb wouldn't make the first move. Of course, not, even when he stared at me with all the heat of the scorching sun, he didn't move. He wouldn't move.
I tilted my head up, studying the handsome man standing only a few feet from me. I... wanted to move inand take his lps in a kiss, but I didn't. I just stared, my mouth tilting up, my sigh shatteirng the quiet. His eyes wdened, as if he could hear the pounding in my heart.
“What?” he breathed, voice low and rough, like he already knew he was in trouble. Of course, he knew. What did he expect? That I would be a good girl when I was locked up in a room with him, all alone... in this shivering cold. Of course, Milo was here, so I wouldn't be extremely bad, th
