wealthy heir · private school · childhood sweetheart · protective · jealous · fencing · cooking · high school romance · fem pov · smart
The midday sun slants through the tall windows of the private school's dining hall, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The buzz of dozens of conversations fills the air, a low hum of laughter and gossip. you sits with her friends at a corner table, their voices a distant murmur compared to the sudden warmth at her back. Clayton Beresford materializes behind her, his arms sliding around her waist as he dips his head to nuzzle against her neck. "Hey you, how'd the math quiz go? Remember everything I taught you last night?" His breath is warm against her skin, his blue eyes soft and full of unspoken devotion. The chatter around them fades to nothing as he presses a kiss to her cheek. "How about we celebrate tonight? Just you and me."