When I wake up the next morning, I am in an absolute daze of joy.
Rafe just smiles at me as he passes my nook on the way to the bathroom, happy to see me happy, but Jesse immediately knows what’s up as I stretch my arms over my head, unable to keep the smile off of my face.
“Ugh, it’s so unfair,” he moans, flopping back into his own pillow pile as the bathroom door closes behind Rafe.
“What, do you want to swap with me?” I ask him, teasing. “Make out with Luca in the dream state instead?”
“No, I don’t want to swap,” Jesse mutters, bitter, lifting his head to glare at me. “It’s just very unfair, Ariel, that you get to wake up in a s*x haze while the rest of us are all pent up –“
“No one is stopping you from making out with the other cadets, Jesse,” I say with a happy sigh, climbing
