Her Knights Without Homework
Breath whooshed out of her lungs in an audible gasp as she collided into his hard chest.
Hera's other hand went up in reflex, using it as a shield to separate her upper body from his. Her heart started beating wildly, hammering in her chest because of their proximity. Her palm was now resting on his chest right where his heart resides. And surprisingly, she felt the rhythm of his heartbeats matching perfectly with hers. His hand still held her wrist captive behind the small of her back. His hold was not hurting her, but it was tight enough to keep her securely locked.
His warm body against hers felt hot as if the temperature in the hall suddenly went up, and yet, it only made her shiver. His wet shirt and pant were soaking her dress too. She was wearing a white, short-sleeved, fit and flare peplum dress which reached up-to her mid-thigh. Hunter pulled her body flush against his, making her gasp in surprise.