I couldn’t stop thinking about him all day.

After the intense night before, my body was still humming with leftover pleasure.

Every time I shifted in my seat during lectures, I felt the faint ache between my legs and remembered how Jasper had looked at me — like I was the only thing in the world that mattered.

By evening, I was restless. I texted him:

Cassie: Coming to the club tonight. Save me a seat at the bar? 😉

His reply came almost instantly.

Jasper: Already saved. Hurry up. I miss you.

I smiled like an idiot the whole way there.

The club was buzzing when I arrived —...