I pulled back instantly, my breath caught in my throat.
For one terrible, beautiful second, my lips had responded. My heart had betrayed me.
But when I saw the look in Ethan’s eyes—confusion, nothing more—it struck me like a blade in the chest.
Smack!
My hand cracked across his cheek, the sound loud and sharp.
Ethan winced but didn’t move. His hand hovered in the air, like he wanted to reach for me… but thought better of it.
“What the hell was that?” I spat.
“I—” Ethan began, but no words came.
“No. Don’t even try to explain,” I snapped, stepping back, eyes burning. “You don’t get to kiss me like that when you’ve got a soon-to-be wife already. When you look at me like filth.”
His expression softened, but I didn’t care.
“I’m a dirty blood, remember?” My voice trembled, but I didn’
