My heart hammered as I stared at him, Professor Dean, flesh and blood after all these months of silence, his frame leaner, shadows under his eyes that spoke of secrets and storms. Without thinking, I lunged forward, wrapping my arms around his neck in a fierce hug, my robe slipping open just enough to press my bare skin against his shirt. He stiffened at first, then his hands came up, gripping my waist with that familiar possessiveness, pulling me closer. The scent of him, faint cologne mixed with travel worn leather flooded my senses, igniting embers I'd thought extinguished.I broke the embrace first, stepping back but not letting go entirely, my hands fisting his collar. Questions tumbled out in a rush, voice cracking with the weight of abandonment. "Where the hell have you been, Dean? What happened to you? You just vanished, no calls, no notes, nothing! Elijah married my mum, for fuck's sake, and I... I thought you were gone for good. Why now? Tell me!"He stood there, jaw cle
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