Naomi’s pov :
The crisp February wind whipped through the university quad, carrying the faint scent of melting snow and distant pine from the nearby woods. It had been a few days since that odd encounter with Jax, the new student who'd asked for directions and layered on compliments like they were going out of style.
At first, I brushed it off as a one-off, campus being full of transfers this time of year. But now... I couldn't shake the feeling he was everywhere. Yesterday, I'd spotted him lingering near the library entrance as Lucy, Alex, and I headed to lunch, his piercing blue eyes flicking my way before he turned.
This morning, he was in the coffee line at the student center, two spots ahead, flashing that too-smooth smile when our gazes met accidentally. And just now, as I
