How’d it end up here?
In an abandoned classroom, the curtains shut and the doors were locked tight.
At first it had been a welcome change for her.
Never mind the rules of no public displays—this was behind closed doors. A twisted look at the rules on the handbook but before she could even say a word, he had pushed her to a wall. She dropped the suitcase in her hands. A hand landing on her waist as the other brushed on her cheeks, before tilting her face to meet his.
A chaste kiss.
“I’m sorry.” He murmured roughly, pulling away to look at her. As if drinking in every detail on her face, putting some strands of her hair behind an ear. He kissed her forehead after that. It was sweet, unusually sweet.
“About what?”
He didn’t answer and instead trapped her between
