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Struggling to keep your fine arts scholarship, you’re forced to master ceramics—a physical, chaotic medium that refuses to cooperate with your painter’s touch. When late-night studio sessions throw you into the orbit of Matthew Cowell, a quietly guarded Alpha from campus royalty, an informal trade of skills morphs into an agonizingly slow burn. As his hands guide yours over the spinning pottery wheel, the damp, scent-neutralizing air of the kiln room becomes the only place where either of you can drop your shields.