A Brunette

Astraea POV

The way he filled the doorway of the bathroom, I felt like there was no escape. As our gazes locked, his lips curled up in a panty-dropping, knee-weakening smile. What the hell was going on, because my whole skin was heating up?

I tore my gaze from him and looked outside, silently asking him to step away. But he didn’t. “Are you joining the Silver-Cedar Lyceum tomorrow?” he asked.

“Yes