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She grins at me before flashing her latest provocative lingerie set. “Had to put on my most scandalous set, you like it?”

I can’t help but double over to laugh, “Woman, it’s a damn charity gala, why are you wearing that?” I wheezed.

“Because we have to end up naked at the end of this, am I wrong?” She replies, shrugging and laughing before turning around, her dress hanging from her neck, “Look at how gorgeous it looks?”

“You know what ? It’s actually perfect,” I reply, giving her a high five. “Love to see you naked in my dorm.”

She leans toward me before putting her finger on my lips, smiling. “Anything for you.”

Before I can even reply that I’d love her to make a show, someone knocks at the door.

“Why is there someone naked in your room and why are you loving it, Mireya?”

Oh.

“It’s Hayzel, and you’re ruining our moment,” I yell back as Hayzel laughs, putting her dress back on.

“Reya! It’s Mister Caldwell, don’t talk to him like that… he’s my professor, woman,” she squeaks as I walk over to let Damien in.

I shrug before replying, “he’s my professor too, it’s fine.”

She stops for a second and looks at me confused, then she whispers, “Wait, why is he even here and why is he calling you by your name?”

“It’s a long story, Ms Wynn,” Damien says as he shuts the door behind him.

Blue wakes up from his nap next to the window, jumping down to smell the new intruder.

Surprisingly enough, Damien bends down to caress his head before looking up to us, “Is he not used to seeing me?”

Hayzel's eyes widened as she looked at me before mouthing, “Used to seeing him?”

I laugh before pushing her away, “Alrighty now, Hayzel is going to leave now so we can talk about the exercise, Mister Caldwell.” I lean toward her before whispering back, “Save the dance for later, and I’ll tell you everything.”

“Well…” Hayzel pretends to cough. “I’ll meet you both outside,” she says before disappearing behind the door.

Damien stands up now, and smiles as he scans me from head to toe. He’s about to say something when I put my hand up to stop him. “You don’t know my best friend like I do,” I say, in a low voice, before opening the door again.

Hayzel, who had the side of her face against the door, falls head first to the ground.

“I knew you would do that,” I say, helping her get back up.

She laughs and waves at Damien. “Okay now, I’m really leaving, I promise.”

I wait until I see her disappearing inside her dorm and that’s when I finally take in how Damien looks.

Black shirt, fitting him perfectly, no tie for him tonight. The tattoos on his arms are on display and I catch myself staring at them for too long.

“Mireya, can I talk now?” He says, pulling me out of whatever daydream I was in.

“Huh? I’m sorry, did you want to say something?”

He smiles softly as Blue climbs back to his favorite spot. “It fits you.”

“Yours is nice too… I mean the shirt, you’re obviously not wearing a dress,” I say, probably sounding stupid right now. But then I hear him laugh and before I can say anything else, his hand is on my waist as he pulls me closer.

“How are you feeling about tonight?” He asks softly.

“You didn’t need to come here to ask that…” I reply bluntly.