SKYLAR POV My heart was still slamming against my ribs when he finally tore his eyes away from me and turned back to the board, like nothing had happened. Like he hadn't had his hands all over my body less than twelve hours ago."Find a seat," he said to the class, his voice calm, controlled, nothing like the husky whisper that had been in my ear the night before.I didn't move at first. Emma nudged me from behind, whispering something about how I looked like I'd seen a ghost. If only she knew.Somehow my legs carried me to an empty seat near the back, far enough that I could still breathe, close enough that I could feel his presence like static in the air. Kyle dropped into the chair beside me, completely unaware, already pulling out his notebook and complaining about how early the class was."You good?" he asked, glancing at me. "You look pale.""I'm fine," I lied, my eyes fixed on the man at the front of the room.He turned to the board and wrote his name in neat, deliberate lette
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