Madeleine sat in her design class and worried her stylus between her lips. All she could think about was his kiss and how it felt. How it felt to have his body pressed against hers, even if it was for only a brief moment. She fiddled with the ring around her neck. She had chosen to bring it with her for good luck. Today was the day that she would try and claim her design back as her own.
Christian had tried to give her advice last night on how to go about doing it, but she still had her doubts. How could she have spaced out on leaving her design book on the desk? She always took it with her. Madeleine kicked herself for letting herself get distracted by an old spirit that had decided to leave for two weeks. Two weeks of hell, not only for her but for him too.
She shook her head and foc
