Avery’s pov

I pushed open the door to the gym, my

I hear the familiar grunts and sound eyes already in search of him when of fists hitting the bag.

My heart leapt when I spotted him by the punching bag, his strong intimidating form moving fluidly as he keeps punching the bag in. I’d not be surprised if the bag suddenly burst open from his force.

As I stood there, mesmerized by the sight of him, it seems as though he sensed that I was there because he turned around, his eyes catching mine instantly. The tense air around him evaporates and his eyes soften, and a small playful smile traced on his lips.

“You’re late.” He snorts playfully, removing the gloves from his hands.

My breath hitched, staggering as I stare at his playful warm smile. Get a hold of yourself, Avery. One smile and you’ve forgotten you are supposed to give him hell for leaving you without saying goodbye.

I grumble, approaching him. Even though my voice is cold, Xade’s smile doesn’t waver but instead

when I am standing before

my best to not be entrapped by his gaze. He always seems

away. “I didn’t want to wake you up or get you in trouble with the dorm

said goodbye,” I murmured, staring at his sweaty skin. I licked my lips subconsciously as I stared at his glistening flesh that tempted me to reach

him like I had done last night. His warmth

warmth that I could feel it puncturing inside my skin. “If I

a step forward. “I didn’t want you

and down. I find the action to

neck back up to his eyes. “I

in a sharp breath, his eyes darkening. I reach for his hand, brushing the tips of my fingers around his wrists as I stare up into his

the blue storms. The air around us charge with electricity and buzzed with tension. A zap in the air that swirled around

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