The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0335

"I don't know," Daphne says, tilting her head and narrowing her eyes a little in a challenge. "Are your Midwinter cookies any good?"

Jesse sighs sharply. "Nah, our cookies are crap."

Daphne bursts out laughing again, and Jesse goes with her.

"Seriously," Jesse continues, shaking his head. "Mom isn't particularly domestic, so all our cookies are store bought, and they're gone in like eight seconds. You have to fight to the death to get your hands on one. Chase - he'll bite you, and Bella, she has this really pointy stick -"

"Oh, I'm sure it's not all that bad," Daphne murmurs, still grinning, her eyes slipping down over Jesse even though she didn't mean them to.

"No," he sighs, leaning against the wall and giving her a smile. "I assure you, it is. In fact, mom, dad, and I aren't out on the town tonight - the children have staged a coup and barred us from the house. It's chaos over there - complete child anarchy. We fear that we're going to return home to all of the living room furniture torn to pieces, scrapped for firewood and spare parts for their tree fort."

"And yet, something tells me that's precisely how you like it," Daphne says, leaning against the wall with her chin in her hand, studying him.

like it's a great secret. "Someone had to teach them what a coup was. And they let me sleep in the

on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

Jesse murmurs, his face falling into more serious lines. "Stay. It's...good,

nose a little bit. "I've

that his face is level with hers. He hardly blinks as he stares at her, his eyes moving slowly over her face. "That's not

a bit as she fights a

of fun - he knows a lot of strange animal facts." She

almost shutting as she does, and Jesse can't help it. He leans closer, just incrementally, breathing deeply from the air between them, hoping desperately that she

know. She just smiles and shakes her head a little,

Daph," he murmurs, staring into her eyes. "Stay. We so rarely get pretty girls around here,

way that surprises her. And then she lifts her head, slowly meeting his eyes again. "I thought you weren't going to hit on me anymore? Just...be my

before he sighs, and smiles slightly, and lets his lashes fall down over his eyes. "Apologies, Daph," he murmurs. "You'll have to let a man have his weaknesses, especially at Midwinter." He raises his head again, holding her gaze steadily with his own. "And especially when the weakness itself looks very

help it. She bites her lip, and grins, and stares into Jesse Sinclair's brown eyes.