Chapter Sixty-Eight

When Lena looked up at Dane, it was obvious her words had touched him.

The air between them seemed to sizzle, but with something more than sexual desire. It was a slower, warmer kind of feeling.

His palm held her cheek as he gazed at her without moving. Something was happening between them. When he kissed her, she felt her world was righting itself.

She thought he might push for more, especially when he pulled off his shirt. But when he helped her out of her clothes, he handed her the T-shirt he’d been wearing, still warm from his body.

They’d showered after their earlier activities, so after getting ready, he slid right into bed and held out his arms. “Let me hold you tonight.”

“Are you afraid I might fall apart if you don’t hold me together?”

“I’m worried I might fall apart if I don’t have you to hold onto.”

Tears came to her eyes as she snuggled against his chest. His warmth soaked into her bones as well as her heart.

Whatever happened next, she knew she would be facing it with Dane standing next to her. She was as ready as she could be, and the plan was solid.

It was time to take the risk.

It was time to change from the mouse hiding in the corner into the fury pounding down Viktor’s door.

He would pay.

She would make sure of it.