Elena knew she should back away, but she didn't. If she stayed frozen, she wouldn't have to admit she had practically jumped into Massimo's lap. She could just enjoy this moment in the dark.
So she stayed perfectly still.
Massimo's breathing slowed. She could feel his body heat from his legs where they touched hers. They were small points of contact, but they were impossible to ignore.
Elena slowed her breathing to match Massimo's. If she turned around, what expression would be on his face? What would he say to her?
But Elena chided herself. She shouldn't be thinking about any of this. Massimo was her boss, not her husband!
And Elena had been making an effort to reignite her relationship with her mystery husband. It'd be wrong of her to linger in Massimo's personal space. She wouldn't
