JESSICA'S POV
I rounded the corner toward the staff building, my mind still replaying Sebastian's text. Next time someone interrupts us, I'm locking the door first. The memory of his touch on my wrist, the electric shock that had passed between us, made my skin tingle even now.
The staff lounge door was cracked open. I wouldn't have paid attention except I heard a familiar name.
"...the Vale brothers are playing with fire."
I froze mid-step, my heart suddenly pounding. I should keep walking. I should mind my own business. But my feet stayed rooted to the spot.
"It's completely inappropriate," another voice said—female, sharp, disapproving. Professor Mitchell from the English department. "A young woman living with four unmarried men? The optics alone are disastrous."
"She's their step
