At the end of the class, both went out into the hallway with books pressed to their chests, dodging the crowd when, suddenly, the scent of sandalwood and forest flooded Maren’s nostrils.
She looked up immediately and crashed directly into Thorne’s silver eyes, as he was leaving his own classroom with his briefcase in hand.
For a second the world seemed to vanish around them. The noise of the hallways became a distant hum while their gazes intertwined with an electric intensity.
Thorne walked toward them with a firm step and stopped right in front, maintaining professional composure, though the bond screamed possession.
"Miss Maren, congratulations" Thorne said with his perfectly controlled baritone voice. "Your grades on the last midterm were the best in the class. Excellent performan
