Sloane’s POV
Fluorescent lights overhead, the entire classroom is silent, save for the occasional chair scraping against the floor.
The exam paper sits on the desk in front of me, five pages of dense administrative policy questions that I spent months agonizing over. My hand moves across the page in a smooth, confident rhythm. I’m actually answering the prompts, but beneath the quiet scrape of my pen, my mind is completely consumed by a warm, lingering fog of absolute satisfaction.
I’m sated and grounded. My chest light.
Knowing I was in heat hadn't overwhelmed Xavier, but undone him in the best possible way. He had been wild with a fierce, quiet happiness, holding me as if I were the only precious thing in his world. My cheeks heat up just thinking back to the lingering, breathless mo
