Nathan’s POV

I paced around my office, my mind reeling from the events that had just transpired. What was that? Why did I kiss Ashina? I ran a frustrated hand through my hair, trying to make sense of my actions. The memory of her lips lingered, and I could still the tingles course through my veins.

I walked over to my intercom and pressed the button. My secretary responded promptly. "Clear my schedule for the rest of the day," I told her, my voice strained. "And make an appointment with the ...