7. A Lesson Without Control

1968 Words

My heart races in my chest. It’s only for a few seconds before his eyes look away and he continues to skim the classroom, but the fleeting recognition didn’t pass me, making his jaw clench. He turns his attention to the class like he didn’t have his fingers inside me the other night, or recognize me for that matter. “Everyone warm up, and then I’ll be pairing you off.” He says coldly, turning away and walking to the side. I’ve already warmed up, but I still do some stretches trying to collect my racing thoughts. Royce Arden… f**k why didn’t I recognise him? I mean, I haven’t seen him, but I’ve seen his father. Blond hair, and light eyes, he has his dad’s damn jaw too. f**k! Way to start the school year Sky. In the last few minutes of us doing our stretches, I feel his aura, only it i

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