She looked down again for a second before taking a small step back and running a hand through her hair. "Well, you don't want a girl to disturb your privacy, trust me. Besides, what happens when the others come back? We said we'd keep this a secret." Those wide eyes staring back at mine gave me the most delightful struck each time she looked at me.. When she looked away, I just wanted to direct so our gazes would lock again. "Whatever it is that we have going on.." Alright, uncertainty was normal. She was away from her family.. And I was the so called enemy. She grew up with such thoughts. But I could still tell that she was only curious on what I felt like. "Well, to start off, no you do not disturb any privacy of mine. I haven't slept so peaceful for years. That's why I asked you to stay here." I moved back away, making that few feet space between the two of us, watching her lean back on the desk. I crossed my arms. "Secondly, Amelia and Dimitri won't be coming back for another few days, and Calliope will call, eventually tomorrow.." I explained. "No one will bust our little secret as long as you want it to stay that way.." Silence fell over for a few seconds. She blinked a few times, looked on the side, then back at me. Slowly pushing herself off the desk, she walked towards me with focus on whatever it was that was going through her head, seeming awfully distracted, yet still wild in her eyes, like a cat ready to attack. "What is it that we have?" And the question was finally out there.. With only less then a feet away from me, she stopped and waited for an answer. "Whatever you want it to be." "Friends?" I laughed. "Lana, we've seen each other naked in more ways than one.. I think I would rate us more than that." She bit her lower lip and looked on the side. "-with a few benefits? That are supposed to be enemies.. Is that too complicated?" I reached over just to pull her closer, but it never seemed enough. She was something else. I rubbed the sides of her arms. "It's not." "And it stays between the two of us?" "All everyone has to know is that I kidnapped you." The laugh that escaped her was the best sound I had heard.. She was too stressed.. Too occupied these few days. And every urge inside me was pushing me to make things easier for her. It came to the point where it was no longer up to me to care or not.. I just did and there wasn't much I could do about it. I watched that smile disappear from her face as she pressed her hands over her forehead and shook her head slightly. "That messes things up so much.. What you did last night.. I still don't think it was okay." And hell, the simple mention of that idiot angered me to the core. "Oh come on, if I didn't do it, you would've done it." "Christian." With saying my name, she pressed her hands against my chest again almost like she was intending to make it sound and seem meaningful. "Why did you do it?" I took a grip of her hands and pulled them aside. "It doesn't matter.. It's not like I killed him." The slight confusion on her face told me that she was definitely not thinking everything through. "Did you intend to?" Of course I did. It took me everything to hold back. I took a step back, taking the phone from my nightstand and checking it. "I didn't start a war, Lana, the bastard will heal." My only intention at that point was not to give much meaning to this and stop the conversation. However, she still kept staring at me with her arms crossed and couldn't focus on anything else. I knew she was. Looking up from my phone, I saw that exact picture that I thought I would, a meaningful look.. I was a fool to think that Lana would drop a subject like that. She was too curious to. Trowing my phone on the bed, I released a breath that seemed to choke me from how little ways I knew to explain this to her.. She would never understand why it bothered me so much.. Hell, I didn't even.. When my gaze landed on her again, I knew.. Christ, I knew it was going to be harder than anything I had ever done, because I could not explain why that situation last night bothered me so damn much to myself either. "He called you his." And just the damned thought about it caused little control to slip from me. I should've ripped his heart. It would've been easier for everyone.. Cross one problem off the list. However, that didn't seem to surprise her as much. She only frowned slightly. "So?" What the heck did she mean 'so'? "So, you're not." With Lana, I never preferred thinking of her as mine either, because there was this habit my life had of losing things that I was damn insane about.. And there was no other way to explain what she caused inside me. "And we all know that.." She confirmed. However she didn't seem very aware why I hated that statement.. Was I not clear enough when I tried explaining that it bothered me because she was supposed to be damn mine?