I twiddled my thumb in silence for a long time after he stopped talking. My lips pursed in disagreement. I did not like him. I hated Alisha. It did not mean I liked him.
These days, it took little to confuse me. I did not think I would be confused about my feelings for Mikhail. Before I spent close to a week in Calla’s custody, I considered him a friend. Then we had s*x and friends did not do the things we did but I had no time to think it over before he dumped me with my enemy.
Was there a world where I would have tender feelings for a man like Mikhail?
His words ricocheted in my head. Maybe I did. Maybe I liked him but did not want to. It scared me how easily he said the words, with such clarity and conviction. If I knew something about Mikhail, it was that he was almost always ri
