Page 6 of Obsession

Jess frowned. “And we’re sure hook-ups between teachers and students are forbidden?” She held up her hands palms out. “Just asking for a few friends.”

I laughed. “I’m pretty sure. Besides, Kann and I are friends.”

Morgan took a bite of her stew and swallowed. “And he isn’t my type.”

Jess and I both swiveled our heads to her.

“He isn’t?” Jess blinked rapidly as if she hadn’t heard correctly. “You mean a tall, dark, hot, bad boy isn’t your type?”

That was a pretty accurate description of Kann, with his perpetual five o’clock shadow, his longer-than-regulation dark hair, and his uniform that was never buttoned up.

Morgan shrugged. “I’m not saying he isn’t all of those things, but he’s too much a player for me.”

Jess made a small, dismissive gesture. “That’s true. From the stories Torq’s told me, he doesn’t seem to be the settling-down type.”

Morgan lifted a brow at Jess and waited.

“Okay, okay.” Jess released a breath. “He’s a fuck boy.”

“Total fuck boy,” Morgan said. “Not that I don’t love the guy. He was a great sparring instructor, and it’s been fun getting to know him during the break as more of an equal.”

“Agreed.” Jess slid forward to let an exceptionally bulky Drexian pass behind her. “He’s been great as we’ve worked together on a plan to rescue Sasha. I would absolutely trust him with my life in a fight, but just maybe not in matters of the heart—or the bed.”

I knew Kann’s reputation. It was one of the reasons I’d taken him up on his offer to teach me how to flirt with Zav. If anyone knew how to flirt, it was him. At least, according to the stories of his time in Inferno Force. But I also knew there was much more to Kann than his reputation with females.

“We’re talking about matters of the heart and bed?”

I looked up to find Fiona at the end of our table with Ariana sliding up to stand next to her. The two instructors had their own staff dining room, so I knew they weren’t there to eat.

Ariana flicked her fingers through her short hair. “Anyone we know?”

Fiona held up a hand. “Do we want to know?”

Morgan shook her head. “Definitely not.”

“How did classes go, professors?” Jess asked.

Fiona’s wavy, blonde hair was pulled back and tied at the nape of her neck, which meant she was trying to look tough. Not that she wasn’t tough. I might not be in the School of Strategy, but I knew better than to underestimate the captain.

Ariana glanced at Fiona. “Some promising female cadets.”

“And plenty of cocky Drexian ones,” Fiona added in a lowered voice.

Ariana held up a finger. “Not that there aren’t cocky humans.”

“So true.” Fiona laughed and flitted a gaze at the cadets around us. “Basically, all the males are overconfident. Nothing new.”

“But you braved the cocky cadets to find us here,” I said, eyeing the women.

Ariana grinned at me. “We wanted to tell you about the game tonight.”

Morgan straightened. “A card game? I thought those were over now that the new term started.”

Fiona shook her head, and a curl came loose and fell across her forehead. “Not when I’m so close to beating Vyk.”

Ariana patted her friend on the back. “Are you close?”

The competition between Fiona and Vyk was ferocious, despite them being a couple. And as good a card player as Fiona was, Vyk was many times better, especially when it came to Drexian cards.

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