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He stepped back and told everyone to take their seats. His gaze ran across the classroom and stopped when it landed on me.
My heart jumped into my throat and my pulse raced. We stared at each other for a moment before he continued looking around the room. I shook.
What was it about him that sent me into such a frenzy? I didn't feel this out of sorts even when Carter laced his fingers through mine or when he held me close as we danced to slow, romantic music.
Toby—Professor Foley—introduced himself again and then told us to open the syllabus. He went over the expectations of the class and told us that he was available for anyone who needed help.
"Call my number or email me, day or night." His gaze held mine for a moment. "If I'm available, I'll help you then. If not, I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I want all of you to succeed." He scanned the rest of the room, explaining the schedule. "And there will be a pop quiz every Wednesday."
Half the class laughed.
"I'm telling you so you know to be prepared for it—and to be here. I know the ten o'clock classes tend to be considered early, but don't miss any because you're tired. You can't make the quizzes up. I hope you're taking notes."
The sounds of laptop keypads being struck sounded all around the room.
Professor Foley smiled.
It was such a beautiful sight. I nearly melted into the chair. It was hard to breathe as he grinned. I wanted to reach out and stroke his stubble. To lean in close and smell his musky personal scent.
He gazed into my eyes again from the front of the room. It was like he wanted the exact same thing.
I swallowed. How would I ever learn math in such conditions?
He turned from me and spoke, but I couldn't understand a word that came from those gorgeous lips.
Maybe what I needed was a new teacher. Except that I'd been one of the last to register for classes and nothing else was available.
Somehow I made it through the rest of the class. He had us take an assessment quiz to find out where we all stood.
After he collected the papers, he said, "This will help me figure out how fast or slow to move through the material. I don't want anyone overwhelmed or bored." He smiled again.
I looked away. No way would I allow myself to get sucked into that vortex again.
When the class was done, I bolted into the hall without a word. I couldn't look at him for another moment. More than anything, I wanted to. Oh, how I wanted to get lost in those eyes and feel those luscious lips on mine.
Stop.
I sat on a bench, closed my eyes, and tried not to think of him. His beautiful, smiling face was the first image in my mind.
What had Carter said the other day?
Poop farm. I pictured piles of dung. Many piles. Everywhere. Covering all kinds of things.
"You okay?" Grace's voice broke through my disgusting thoughts.
I looked up. "Just tired."
"Something going on between you and the teacher?"
"No."
"You still willing to drive me to the other side of campus?"
I blinked my eyes a few times. Right. I had about ten minutes to get to my geography class. Then I would have time for lunch before psychology. Maybe that class would help me figure out what was wrong with me.
"Sure." I rose. "We'd better hurry."
Chapter 10
Victoria
By the time I stumbled out of my geography class, I had a roaring headache. Carter had been right about Johnson being nice, but she had loaded us with work. It was almost like she thought we had nothing else in our lives other than her course.
One look at the world map told me that I had never put any serious time into learning most of the countries. I knew the major ones, but could barely find anything else by memory.
My stomach rumbled. I didn't feel like running back to the Waldensian, so I checked the campus map and saw the main cafeteria was only a couple buildings away.
I stuffed the map into my backpack and followed the mob outside. The sun beat down on me, so I hurried over to the cafeteria. A line of people
He stepped back and told everyone to take their seats. His gaze ran across the classroom and stopped when it landed on me.
My heart jumped into my throat and my pulse raced. We stared at each other for a moment before he continued looking around the room. I shook.
What was it about him that sent me into such a frenzy? I didn't feel this out of sorts even when Carter laced his fingers through mine or when he held me close as we danced to slow, romantic music.
Toby—Professor Foley—introduced himself again and then told us to open the syllabus. He went over the expectations of the class and told us that he was available for anyone who needed help.
"Call my number or email me, day or night." His gaze held mine for a moment. "If I'm available, I'll help you then. If not, I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I want all of you to succeed." He scanned the rest of the room, explaining the schedule. "And there will be a pop quiz every Wednesday."
Half the class laughed.
"I'm telling you so you know to be prepared for it—and to be here. I know the ten o'clock classes tend to be considered early, but don't miss any because you're tired. You can't make the quizzes up. I hope you're taking notes."
The sounds of laptop keypads being struck sounded all around the room.
Professor Foley smiled.
It was such a beautiful sight. I nearly melted into the chair. It was hard to breathe as he grinned. I wanted to reach out and stroke his stubble. To lean in close and smell his musky personal scent.
He gazed into my eyes again from the front of the room. It was like he wanted the exact same thing.
I swallowed. How would I ever learn math in such conditions?
He turned from me and spoke, but I couldn't understand a word that came from those gorgeous lips.
Maybe what I needed was a new teacher. Except that I'd been one of the last to register for classes and nothing else was available.
Somehow I made it through the rest of the class. He had us take an assessment quiz to find out where we all stood.
After he collected the papers, he said, "This will help me figure out how fast or slow to move through the material. I don't want anyone overwhelmed or bored." He smiled again.
I looked away. No way would I allow myself to get sucked into that vortex again.
When the class was done, I bolted into the hall without a word. I couldn't look at him for another moment. More than anything, I wanted to. Oh, how I wanted to get lost in those eyes and feel those luscious lips on mine.
Stop.
I sat on a bench, closed my eyes, and tried not to think of him. His beautiful, smiling face was the first image in my mind.
What had Carter said the other day?
Poop farm. I pictured piles of dung. Many piles. Everywhere. Covering all kinds of things.
"You okay?" Grace's voice broke through my disgusting thoughts.
I looked up. "Just tired."
"Something going on between you and the teacher?"
"No."
"You still willing to drive me to the other side of campus?"
I blinked my eyes a few times. Right. I had about ten minutes to get to my geography class. Then I would have time for lunch before psychology. Maybe that class would help me figure out what was wrong with me.
"Sure." I rose. "We'd better hurry."
Chapter 10
Victoria
By the time I stumbled out of my geography class, I had a roaring headache. Carter had been right about Johnson being nice, but she had loaded us with work. It was almost like she thought we had nothing else in our lives other than her course.
One look at the world map told me that I had never put any serious time into learning most of the countries. I knew the major ones, but could barely find anything else by memory.
My stomach rumbled. I didn't feel like running back to the Waldensian, so I checked the campus map and saw the main cafeteria was only a couple buildings away.
I stuffed the map into my backpack and followed the mob outside. The sun beat down on me, so I hurried over to the cafeteria. A line of people
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