I walked through the dimly lit streets, my hands stuffed into my coat pockets, the crisp night air doing nothing to clear my mind.
Normally, I would've just flown back—spread my dragon wings, caught the wind, and soared over the city like I didn't have a single problem in the world.
But right now? Right now, I needed the long, cold walk.
Because reality was sinking in.
I had slept with Rhiannon. Again.
The first time had been a mistake, a moment of weakness. I hadn't known she was going to be my student when I met her in that hotel bar.
Hadn't known that the fiery, flirty, annoyingly attractive woman I spent the night with would be showing up in my classroom, staring at me with wide, horrified eyes like she wanted the ground to swallow her whole.
But this time?
This time I had no excuses.
I knew exactly who she was. I knew exactly what the consequences could be.
And yet—