Natalia’s POV
Andrei stared at me like I’d just suggested we jump off a cliff together.
“What? You want to spar together?”
“Yeah. You know, like we used to.” I gestured to the training arena around us. “Come on. I haven’t trained since before I got pregnant with Hope. I miss it.”
“Natalia, I don’t know if that’s a good—”
“And you clearly need to work through something. So let’s work through it together.” I stepped closer, smiling despite the way my heart pounded. “It’ll be fun. Just like old times.”
He looked down at his bloody hands, then back at me. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?”
“I could hurt you.”
I snorted. “You won’t hurt me.”
“You don’t know that.”
I crossed my arms. “Are you saying I don’t know how to fight?”
That got him. A flicker of something crossed
