To say he's a good guy, well, sometimes that guy is just being a complete jerk.
Memoria Campbell was momentarily puzzled, what kind of person is this guy... really?
She subconsciously fell into deep thought and then suddenly became annoyed.
Why think about him? He's just an instructor, after this month, they won't have anything to do with each other anymore.
Just a wall apart.
Connor Lindsay was also not asleep.
His face and arms were in pain, but it wasn't the pain that kept him awake.
Frowning slightly in the dark, Connor was also thinking about Memoria.
Thinking about her trembling in front of the spider, guessing what might have happened, and then thinking about her face, her lips, and that kiss, thinking about her fingers touching her skin, and the cool breath that brushed past his ear...
Heat rose in his lower abdomen, and he felt a bit restless.
Connor frowned.
Damn girl, just apply the ointment, why did you blow on it!
