Alexis's POV
My reaction to Rick bothered me more than I cared to admit. It had been three days since our s*x magic fueled assignation in the woods, and I couldn't stop thinking about him. His cruel kiss. The way he'd made me feel. Just the memory made my entire body feel as if it was on fire. I both craved his touch and never wanted to feel that way again. Too dangerous. Too much distraction. Too much everything. How in the hell was I supposed to work two jobs and become a Supreme when I had all that to process?
"Good morning, Alexis! How's it going?" Peter Gordon, the history teacher from down the hall asked me, selecting his mug (it read, 'Ask me about history. I dare you!') from the tiny cabinet in the teacher's lounge. Pete was a recent hire, and handsome in a bland sort of way. H
