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I pulled my hand back like I’d been burned.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“Don’t read into it,” he said. “You’re useless when you’re cold. Sniffling annoys me.”

I should have walked out. Requested a transfer. Slept in the library. But my scholarship didn’t cover pride, and I’d already paid the non-refundable housing deposit.

“In your dreams, boxer.”

His breath caught. I could feel the tension thrumming through him, the effort it took to stay still.

“Make me.” He was reading my case briefs. “ Pennoyer v. Neff ? You actually find this interesting?”

This was the bet. This was the moment. If I asked—if I begged —he won. I’d be wearing his hoodie, admitting defeat, proving that even the good girl couldn’t resist the bad boy.

I pulled my hand back like I’d been burned.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“Don’t read into it,” he said. “You’re useless when you’re cold. Sniffling annoys me.”

I should have walked out. Requested a transfer. Slept in the library. But my scholarship didn’t cover pride, and I’d already paid the non-refundable housing deposit.

“In your dreams, boxer.”

His breath caught. I could feel the tension thrumming through him, the effort it took to stay still.

“Make me.” He was reading my case briefs. “ Pennoyer v. Neff ? You actually find this interesting?”

This was the bet. This was the moment. If I asked—if I begged —he won. I’d be wearing his hoodie, admitting defeat, proving that even the good girl couldn’t resist the bad boy.