Bella was so swept up in what she was feeling and Misha’s kiss that she didn’t realize that she was on her back until Misha was pressing his knee between her legs. She froze, tensing up under him, and she moved her hands to his chest and gently pushed.
“Misha…” Bella said his name breathlessly with flushed cheeks. She swallowed hard, trying to think, as her body fought her on what it wanted to do. “We… I…” Flustered Bella looked up at him. “We can’t. Friends. Engaged? Ash.” Misha should be proud because Bella wasn’t able to form a proper sentence in that moment as her eyes went back to his lips.