THE SECOND CHANCE OF THE SINFUL ALPHA WHO HATES ME
My throat felt too tight to speak, so I just nodded.
"Third," Nathan said, and now he was close enough that I could smell his scent. That same scent that had surrounded me two nights ago when we were tangled together in his bed. My body reacted before I could stop it, a warm flush spreading through me that I absolutely hated myself for feeling.
I took a step backward, needing distance from him. "What's the third rule?"
"Don't get any ideas about what happened between us," he said, his voice dropping lower. "It was a mistake. A drunken mistake that will never happen again. If you think you can use it to manipulate me or create some kind of relationship between us, forget it right now."