Rebel by Hope Hart

It was supposed to be one night.
One night with the gorgeous, broken, enigmatic explosives expert who makes me crazy.
The problem? Now I can’t stop fantasizing about the way we self-combusted all over each other.
But the guilt in his eyes when he looked at me after and remembered I’m not his dead lover? Let’s just say I’m not interested in getting involved with someone who’s clearly still suffering.
With a traitor in our midst, I shouldn’t be consumed with memories of our night together. And I definitely shouldn’t be thinking about just how well he lit my fuse. Especially when that traitor’s attacks are getting deadlier and hitting closer to home each time.
Can I protect both the academy and my heart? Or will they end up shattered beyond repair?