Chapter 21: Arlo’s POV – Outside CurrentsArlo shoved his notebook into his bag as the economics lecture ended, the professor’s voice still echoing about market distortions and hidden costs. The irony wasn’t lost on him. His own life felt like one giant hidden cost right now—living in Nikolai’s penthouse, kissing him, letting those careful touches linger longer each night.The kiss in the library three nights ago had cracked something open. Since then, they had crossed more small lines: heated kisses on the couch that left Arlo aching and hard, Nikolai’s thigh pressing between his legs with deliberate friction, hands roaming over clothes but never quite underneath. It was maddening. Addictive. Terrifying.He stepped out of the lecture hall into the bustling campus courtyard. Students laughed, shouted, made plans for the weekend. Normal life. Arlo’s phone buzzed again—Kevin.Hey, seriously need to talk. Coffee? I fucked up at the party but I miss you.Arlo stared at the message, thumb
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