Walking back to my office in the administration wing, the smell of roses and jasmine hits me at the door. I stop and listen. I can hear soft movements against the floor. Her breathy voice is humming a sweet melody, and I feel the tension start draining from my body at the melody.
I take a deep breath, readying my nerves. I don’t want to hurt Dani any more than she has already been hurt. I’ll beg, grovel, fall on my f*****g knees and lick her adorable feet if I have to to get her to forgive me for this f**k up.
I knock hesitantly, and her humming cuts off abruptly. “Come in,” she says softly.
I nervously entered the room. The only light in the room is the small desk lamp I always leave on. Dani is sitting in the middle of the room, leaning back against my desk. She smiles tentatively at
