Kissing Lessons

He’s supposed to teach me about the universe.

I’m mostly trying to get in his pants.

My whole family thinks I’m dumber than a bag of rocks. Just ‘cause I like makeup tutorials and wearing pretty clothes, they assume I’m a prize bimbo. When it comes to my college Physics class, I tell them I’m good—but they go ahead and hire a tutor anyways.

Well, joke’s on them. Because I understand Physics just fine, but this stern older grad student? I’ve got plenty of questions about him.

And I don’t need his quiz prep—not for one minute.

But there are plenty of other things he could teach me…