Chapter 6: There’s no manual for this
Mikhail
I take a deep breath closing the office door behind me. The secretary, Mrs. Chase, sniffs loudly as she hands me my detention slip. Taking it, I step out and quirk a brow when I see Nevaeh Rivera standing there.
“Mikhail,” Nevaeh whispers as she quietly strides towards me. “Yeah,” I say, annoyed. I know I’m being rude, but after everything that has happened between us, I feel that I have the right.
Nevaeh bites her lips as her eyes run across my body appraisingly. My body heats with pleasure. She might as well have touched by how my body is reacting. “Are you okay?” She mumbles huskily. She looks so beautiful that it makes me want to pull her into my arms.
I nod my head, confused by her concern. “What happened to you earlier?”
