#Chapter 39 Library

Anila POV My muscles were even more dead by the end of class. I was exhausted and sweaty, hair clung to my forehead as I sluggishly gathered my things. I caught sight of Harley chatting with Professor Tilly. As soon as my eyes landed on him, his eyes found me. I offered a warm smile, thankful for the help he offered today. And that he didn’t touch me. If he had touched me, It would have felt wrong. Like I was betraying Xaden for some reason. But also, my body was thrumming with so much pressure and tension I was afraid I would pop at the slightest touch. That sexual need has only coiled within me tighter, and I needed Xaden to release some of this pressure if not all of it. I glanced at my phone, frowning that Xaden had not replied yet—despite having read it. I slung my bag over my shoulder before exiting the classroom. “Hey there,” A soft, warm voice tickled my ears and my eyes shot towards Xaden, who was waiting for me just outside class. Butterflies bloomed in my chest, sprea