Mia’s POV
I was still dying inside from the dildo incident.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Emrys Sternwolfe bending down in the corridor, picking up that thick, veiny monstrosity Daisy had gifted me, and holding it out to me with that slow, knowing smirk.
“You have interesting taste, Professor.”
The memory made my face burn all over again. I had spent the entire evening replaying that moment, mortified beyond words. How was I supposed to look that student in the eye during our tutoring session when he had literally handed me a dildo?
I had given Daisy an absolute earful that morning.
“You absolute menace!” I had hissed at her over the phone while getting ready. “Do you have any idea what happened yesterday? He saw it! He picked it up and handed it to me like it was a perfectly no
