Back at the dorm after classes ended, Rayla found herself tangled in Asher’s arms, the two of them sprawled comfortably on her bed. The day had been long, and the quiet intimacy of the moment was a welcome relief. Asher’s fingers traced lazy patterns on her arm, his presence warm and grounding as they talked softly about their day.
But the peaceful atmosphere didn’t last long. Scarlet was perched on her own bed across the room, her legs crossed and a smug smile plastered on her face. She had no intention of leaving, and it was clear she was enjoying herself far too much.
“So,” Scarlet began, her tone dripping with mischief, “how’s the lovebirds’ nest today? Cozy? Romantic? Should I grab some popcorn for this?”
Rayla huffed, burying her face in Asher’s chest. “Scar, don’t you have somewh
