Ethan's eyes snapped open.
He immediately sucked in a sharp breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to orient himself. The strange darkness of the mental space was gone, replaced by the dim interior of the luxury van.
At almost the same moment, Elara jolted awake beside him.
She sucked in a breath of her own, looking just as disoriented as he did.
For several seconds, neither of them said anything.
They simply stared ahead, still trying to process everything they had seen and heard.
Then Kaela's voice broke the silence.
"So..."
She looked between the two of them with a mischievous grin.
"Did you two fuck in your minds or something?"
Ethan slowly turned toward her.
Elara's face immediately reddened.
"What?!"
Kaela shrugged innocently.
"If you did, that was quick."
Ethan opened his mouth to respond, but Mark's voice suddenly came from nearby.
"That definitely wasn't fucking."
Everyone turned towards him.
