ELLA'S POV
The night air blew over my face, sending torrents of shivers crashing into my body. Yep. My uniform wasn't ready yet, and what would you know? Harper had given me his clothes. They were oversized but seemed pretty cool on me.
I curled my hands around the seatbelt, my head spinning with different emotions. Harper had opted to drive me back to the dormitory in his Mercedes convertible. At first, the idea was thrilling, the freedom, the cold evening air brushing against your skin and the bustling city.
He'd glanced at me occasionally to make sure I was doing okay. “I had fun today.” He chipped.
I tossed the hair that blew across my face behind my ear and cut a glance at his direction. A beat, two beats passed before I said. “You don't come off as someone who would relish in
