CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

- KILLIAN -

My watched beeped. My alarm has rang for the fifth time since I snoozed it. It's afternoon yet Hazel is still fast asleep. I promised to bring her to her dorm by eight but I guess that's not happening.

I leaned over my chair to stare at the body sleeping peacefully on my bed. I don't know what to think.

A student in a professor's bed sure would be the talk of the decade if it got out. I sighed and leaned back, staring at the file I'm working on my desk.

Is that what she is to me though? A student?

I turned back to face her.

I'm starting to fear and wonder if she means more. More than Kate.

A grin formed on my face as I laughed. I don't know what to name what I have with Kate. I love her though. Very much.

My eyes peered at the bump in the duvet of my bed where she lays.

Hazel was in that room last night, I need to change the locks or at least block every bit of passage in there. My jaw tightened. I fear what would've happened if she actually saw something.

I fear