Thornhill Academy (By Sheridan Hartin) novel Chapter 79

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Once Evander finally pulls a shirt over his head and declares, with far too much smug amusement, “It’s safe to look now,” I peel my gaze

away from the floor and risk it. Big mistake. The shirt does nothing to hide him, if anything, it makes it worse. The fabric clings to his chest, the edges of his still-damp hair brush against his jaw, and that infuriating little smirk lingers on his lips like he knows exactly what he’s doing to me. I can feel the heat climbing my neck again, spreading across my cheeks. Wonderful. I must look like a human tomato.

I cross my arms tightly over my chest, trying to maintain some shred of dignity. “Happy now?” I mumble, glaring at the floor instead of at

him.

He chuckles, low, rich, and far too pleased with himself. “Very.”

Gods, kill me now. I sink back onto the bed, burying my face in my hands with a groan. Every detail from this morning comes flooding back in bits and pieces, the music, the dancing, the drinks that burned like dragonfire, the vampires, and then… Kael. His voice, his anger,

the look in his eyes right before everything went black.