Elena was still silent. Her face was flushed, not just from the kiss, but from the follow-up kiss Nathan had just planted on her neck—hot, deep, and surprising.

"Aahh..." The sigh escaped her lips, making Nathan smile slightly—the smile of a man who knew he had touched something that could no longer be denied.

"Elena," Nathan's voice was husky, almost a whisper. "I've put a love token around your neck. You are mine, Elena."

Elena quickly turned her head, her eyes widening slightly. "Nathan..."

"You don't have to answer now," Nathan said softly. "But don't tell me you don't feel it."

Elena's body began to overheat. Her heart was beating...