A few days later...
The lecture hall was too bright, too still, and far too quiet without Sloane beside me.
She had woken up early this morning, cursing her uterus and swearing off her existence for the day. Cramps. She gets them bad. So, it was just me and a professor who had clearly mistaken himself for a TED speaker.
I tapped my pen against my notebook, eyes half-lidded, my mind miles away. Still replaying everything I had no business remembering. Adrian’s mouth, his hands, his voice, and how it sounded low and sinful in my ears.
My body still ached in places I couldn’t confess. I hated that I missed him.
The class ended before I was ready for it. I gathered my book slowly, reluctant to step back into reality.
As I stepped out of the building, I froze.
Alexander was leanin
