It was a typical late night in college, and Riley was hard at work studying for her upcoming exams. The library was quiet, and she had managed to snag a secluded corner all to herself. As she studied, her eyes grew heavy from exhaustion. She tried to fight the need to sleep, but it was becoming impossible.
Just as she was about to collapse onto her desk, she heard footsteps approaching. Her heart raced as she glanced up, expecting it to be another student. Instead, she was met with the eyes of one of the College Kings. He was tall, dark, and handsome, with a confident swagger that made her knees weak.
He leaned in close, his breath teasing her ear. "You look tired," he whispered. Riley couldn't deny it; she was beyond exhausted. Before she could protest, he scooped her up into his strong arms and carried her to bed, where he tucked her in and made sure she was comfortable.
