Lila's POV
Two days had passed since that kiss with Jax in the laundry room, but it still felt like it had just happened. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel his lips on mine and the warmth of his hands on my cheeks. I tried not to look for him yesterday during my shift at the dorm, but my eyes kept darting around anyway. He wasn’t there. Not in the hallways, not in the gym, not even near his suite. The emptiness made me feel strange — a mix of disappointment and relief.
Right now, I was still sitting in my classroom even though everyone else had already left. Classes had ended twenty minutes ago, but I stayed behind to finish some assignments. The quiet room helped me focus. I was bent over my notebook, writing carefully, when a familiar deep voice suddenly broke the silence.
“He
