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I woke up the next morning staring blankly at the ceiling, my pulse still racing from a dream I couldn't quite catch.
Every time I closed my eyes, I was back in the studyโfeeling the firm, hot weight of Xavierโs hand clamped around my wrist, his thumb pressed right over my pulse point. Heโd been fast asleep, breathing heavy and deep, but his body had reached out for me like an absolute reflex.
I sat up and dragged both hands down my face, letting out a rough exhale.
*It was just a reaction,* I told myself as I pulled on a pair of grey sweatpants and a dark tee. *Heโs paranoid, he felt someone close to his desk, and he grabbed. Thatโs all.*
Except my skin was still buzzing where heโd touched me, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't scrub the feeling off.
When I w
