The captain’s darkest sin
I reached down and rested my hand lightly on his forearm, right over the dark sleeve of his jacket.
The second my skin made contact with his arm through the fabric, a sharp jolt of electric heat zipped up my palm. Nikolai went completely motionless. He looked down at my hand on his arm, his chest rising and falling in deep, controlled breaths as my touch anchored his chaotic energy.
"Sit down, Captain," I said, my voice quiet, firm, and full of command, though my own heart was hammering against my ribs. "I'll handle this."
Nikolai stared at me for three long, breathless seconds. The red tint in his pupils slowly vanished, leaving behind a dark, burning blue that held me completely captive. S