WILLOW
I run all the way up to campus security in my PJs. All I had bothered to do was brush my teeth and splash some water on my face.
It’s cold outside and colder inside the security building. But my insides warm when I catch sight of him, chatting with Lafferty at the counter.
Lafferty is doing that bored face thing, no doubt giving brief, annoyed answers to whatever my fake boyfriend is saying.
“Aiden!” I jump him, tackling him with a bear hug. I hold him against the counter, and he chuckles, one arm coming around my neck.
“It’s good to see someone missed me at least.” He’s smiling when I pull away from the hug to stare at his face.
His handsome face.
“How are you? Did they hurt you?” I check him for any signs of pain. Thankfully, I find none.
Aiden turns to Lafferty and sa
