Lila's POV
The dorm felt quieter than usual that night. I had finished most of my regular tasks and was wiping down the small kitchen counter one last time when Miles appeared in the doorway. He didn’t say anything at first. He just stood there watching me with those calm blue eyes that always made my stomach flutter.
I turned around, my cleaning cloth still in my hand. “Miles… hi.”
He stepped closer, his movements slow and deliberate. Without a word, he gently took the cloth from my fingers and set it aside. Then he lifted me up and sat me on the edge of the counter, just like he had done before. My uniform rode up my thick thighs as he stepped between my legs.
“Miles…” I whispered, my heart already beating faster.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he said quietly, his voice lo
