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As I looked around the corridor, I tried the handle to Valen’s door. It was unlocked, so I opened it and peeked inside. So far as I could see, the room was empty. I opened the door further and took a step inside.
The Saints clearly got preferential treatment. I was a blinding beacon to that. I’d only had to share a room with one other person my whole Saint Benedicts career. Most of the girls shared in threes or fours until final year. Obviously, the old boys’ club had special privileges one step further and it wasn’t just Apollo who benefited.
There was only one bed in Valen’s room. One giant bed with room for two people – or more. There was a huge window covered in thick velvet curtains. Two doors stood in the wall to my right which I suspected opened into his private bathroom and walk in robe.
The whole room was decked out in deep, red wood. Any coloured accents were black or grey. The bed spread. The couch. The TV unit and bedside tables. His desk and chair. Even a large wingback in the darkened corner. The fireplace to my left was cold and empty, even for this time of year, throwing no light on the lush rug in front of it.
The room was stark, offering no insights into the man who lived there. Nothing other than he was meticulous and tidy.
Still there was no sign of him. Wondering if I should just put the box on his desk and be done with it, I knew there was no way in hell I was leaving without seeing him. I looked around his room once more and decided the wingback in the corner looked the least likely defiled. I dropped into it and waited.
Sometime later, his door opened and I heard a distinctly feminine giggle. Valen walked in with a tottery, giggly Magdalen in the tiniest dress and tallest heels I’d ever seen. As she leant against his arm, I wasn’t even sure she went to our school.
I got up as he reached for something on his desk, making the wingback scrape against the floor as I did.
Valen’s eyes flew to me and I was almost scared of the look on his face. I stepped into the light and he visibly relaxed. He picked up what looked like his phone and pocketed it.
“Miss Vanguard,” he said.
“Sorry I interrupted,” I said coldly, not sure why I felt so sick all of a sudden.
“I’m taking her to Apollo,” he said carefully, like it was a message. I just couldn’t decipher it.
The idiot giggled. “I’ve got a meeting with God!”
I rolled my eyes. “You keep drinking in those heels and you sure will,” I muttered.
It sounded an awful lot like Valen actually laughed. But it was only short-lived and poorly hidden behind a cough.
“Wait here and I’ll be back,” Valen said to me.
I hesitated. Technically my job wasn’t done yet. That was the only reason I was staying.
I nodded like it was a hardship. “Fine.”
I dropped back into the chair. Valen’s hand went to the Magdalen’s arm, and he paused before leading her out. I crossed my legs and jiggled the top one while I fiddled with the box in my hands and waited for Valen to return. He seemed to take an age.
Probably joined in, I thought.
“Why did you sit there?” he asked.
I jumped and found him leaning against the wall by the door, just watching me. Who knew how long he’d been there.
“What?” I asked.
He kicked his chin at me, pushed off the wall and headed over. His great long strides ate up the not insignificant room size and he was standing in front of me in moments. His crotch was level with my head, and I entertained the notion of releasing him from his jeans and seeing how he tasted. Only for a moment.
“Why did you sit there?” he asked again.
“On this chair?” I clarified and he nodded. “The one specifically designed for sitting?”
The corner of his lips turned up in a smirk. “That’s not what it’s for.”
I leapt out of the chair with a yelp, running into his chest and nearly dropping the box. His hands caught and steadied me easily and he didn’t move. The backs of my legs were so hard up against the seat of the wingback that I had no choice but to lean on him or fall back into the chair that wasn’t as clean as I’d thought it was.
“I assumed it was the safest thing in here,” I said, glaring up at him.
“Safest as in…?”
