Chapter

Sixty Three

Asher

The library was unusually busy this afternoon as everybody crammed for their mid-semester evaluations. Each student was required to prove what they’d learned so far to their personal advisers, which meant I had to stay focused during a one-on-one session with Jericho if I had any chance of receiving a passing grade. Somehow I didn’t think extra credit would be on the table. Or under the desk?

The naughty thought made me squirm, catching Devon’s attention. He tugged at a lock of my hair. “Something on your mind, Ash?”

“Just thinking about the test.”

“Does this test make you wet? I can smell you from here....