It wasn’t until halfway through the lecture that she spotted him in the back with some friends. He wasn’t looking at her, his head bent as he took notes. And after the lecture was over, he walked out, talking and laughing with them, not even glancing in her direction.He didn’t watch her in the student café either. By the middle of the following week, she realized she hadn’t run into him in a hallway or the library, or in the open area in front of the law school where people congregated.His presence seemed to recede, like a shadow slowly fading as the sun rose.She tried to tell herself she didn’t miss it. That this was what she wanted. But she kept looking, hoping to see him, for reasons she couldn’t identify even to herself.Sure you can’t. Your chin in his hand. Forcing you to look at him. No way to hide…No, she couldn’t think of that. Because she knew where that led, she fucking knew. Piers had showed her. Sometimes in the privacy of their own home and sometimes in the clubs he took her to.
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