Page 71 of Jolt's Vengeance

Despite my earlier distraction, the material comes easily to me.

It's like puzzle pieces clicking into place, each concept building on the last.

Three classes and two quizzes later, I'm practically floating as I head to meet Sienna at our favorite cafe on campus.

My bag is lighter now, filled with graded papers sporting bold red 98s across the top.

The rush of pride I feel looking at those numbers reaffirms that I've made the right choice with my degree.

I spot Sienna's familiar jet black hair at our usual table, a spread of Mexican food already waiting.

She grins, pushing a plate of tacos toward me as I sit down. "There's my cybersecurity genius!"

I can't help but smile back. "Don't jinx it. But yeah, I'm kicking ass."

Sienna leans forward, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Enough about school. Spill the tea about the wedding! And don't think I didn't notice you've been MIA since you left for it."

I take a bite of my taco, buying time as I consider how much to share. "The wedding was... intense. Beautiful, but intense. Jolt and I, we..." I pause, feeling a blush creep up my neck.

Sienna's eyebrows shoot up. "Oh my god, you hooked up with him again, didn't you?"

I nod, unable to keep the grin off my face. "Not at the wedding, mind you. We just slept together. But this morning..."

I trail off, the memory of Jolt's body against mine sending a shiver down my spine.

"Holy shit, Aggie!" Sienna squeals, drawing looks from nearby tables.

She lowers her voice, leaning in closer. "How was it? Is he as good as he looks?"

I laugh, shaking my head. "Better. It was... fuck, Sienna, it was amazing. But it's not just the sex. He's so... gentle with me. Caring. It's throwing me for a loop."

Sienna's expression softens. "That's a good thing, isn't it? You deserve someone who treats you well."

I nod, but I can feel the doubt creeping in. "Yeah, but... what if I'm gettin’ in too deep? This was supposed to be casual, just a bit of fun. Now I'm worried I'm developin’ real feelings for him."

Sienna asks gently. "Would that be so terrible?"

I stare down at my half-eaten taco, my appetite suddenly gone. "I dunno," I admit softly. "I'm not sure I'm ready for that kind of vulnerability."

Sienna sighs, leaning back in her chair. "I swear, after college, I need to find myself a good biker man. All this talk of Jolt is making me jealous."

I can't help but chuckle, grateful for the shift in conversation. "Aye, we'll make it our mission to find ye a good one. It'll be like searchin' for a needle in a haystack, but we'll get ye sorted."

"Promise?" Sienna's eyes gleam with mischief.

"Cross my heart," I reply, drawing an X over my chest. "We'll comb through every leather-clad, beard-sportin' bloke in Nevada if we have to."

We both burst into laughter, the tension from moments ago dissipating.

As our giggles subside, I find myself truly appreciating Sienna's friendship.

She's been a rock for me since I moved to Las Vegas, never judging, always supporting.

In a way, she’s like another sister to me.

Our chat continues, moving from biker fantasies to classes and campus gossip.

The sky outside the cafe windows gradually darkens, the warm glow of streetlights replacing the fading sunlight.

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