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.

closer like it's a great secret. "Someone had to teach them what a coup was. And they let me sleep in the yard, which is more than they allow mom and dad. I get a

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face falling into more serious lines. "Stay.

she asks, wrinkling her nose a little bit. "I've barely

blinks as he stares at her, his eyes moving slowly over her face. "That's not my fault, is it? Someone is letting her time

bit as she fights a smile. "And which

knows a lot of strange

just incrementally, breathing deeply from the air between them, hoping desperately that she doesn't notice the way that her scent - nutmeg, and fresh linen, and spicy white roses - makes

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

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

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

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,

and stares into Jesse Sinclair's brown eyes. Inside,