Alex's POV
I watched Jaxon as he walked toward the lake, his back straight, his steps calm and unhurried like he had all the time in the world, but there was something off about it.
I'd thought he would head back to the dorm with me now that I was done bathing, but instead, he'd just told me to go ahead, like I was some burden he needed to ditch.
The weird part was that he had waited, just like he promised. Keeping watch at a respectful distance while I took my bath and changed out of the sweat-drenched clothes from earlier. He hadn't peeked, hadn’t said anything remotely inappropriate, and that alone was strange enough for someone who had practically blackmailed me into being his "property."
But now? Now he was walking back toward the lake like it was some private haven, like he nee
