Forbidden Collection
Jake hovered in the background, eyes wide—he must’ve tipped her off, the prick.
“What in the world is going on here?” Hargrove demanded, spotting my disheveled state, Sophia’s flushed cheeks, the rumpled tablecloth.
We stammered excuses, but it was futile. “Out! Both of you. And consider yourselves banned for the semester. Indecent behavior in a library—disgraceful!”
Sophia grabbed my hand as we gathered our things, laughter bubbling despite the drama. Jake smirked from afar, shaking his head. We bolted down the stairs, banned and breathless, snow starting to fall outside.