Page 96 of Malicious Intentions

A student drops into their seat two rows ahead, pulling me back to the present.

Cool it, Lexi. You’re in Biology class with a professor who both despises and wants to sleep with you while the man obsessively in love with you sits in your bestie’s seat. Yeah, this won’t end well.

My eyes narrow. “Did you have Sophia skip class today so you could pull this stunt?”

He looks at me as if I’ve asked him a question that is too dumb for him to answer.

Of course, he did. He’s Evan Whitmore. My stalker, my professor, and my stepbrother. The unhinged man I can’t live without.

I blow out a breath. “If you have business with Huntley after class, why are you here now?”

“Professor Whitmore.” Huntley’s voice interrupts from the front of the classroom. “To what do I owe the honor of your presence?” He raises his brows, giving Evan a look full of hatred, disgust, and, if I’m not mistaken, envy. “Are you paying yourstepsistera visit before class?”

Every muscle in my body tenses, but Evan is as calm as a cucumber. “I doubt you want me to publicly state why I’m here in front of the class. We’ll discuss the matter afterward.”

The students’ heads move back and forth between Evan and Huntley like they’re watching a ping-pong match.

“I see.” Huntley’s face is nearly burgundy from his anger. “Then you can leave and return once class is?—”

“I can.” His eyes bore into Huntley, hatred emanating from him in waves. “But I won’t. I’m staying right here. I won’t be a distraction.” The arrogant smirk on Evan’s face clearly conveys he knows damn well he’s rattled Huntley and is a huge distraction.

Huntley tries one more time. “I don’t think this is appropriate. How would you like it if I showed up during your Psychology class?”

Evan shrugs, completely unbothered. “Show up to any of my classes. It won’t bother me.”

No one says a word as Huntley and Evan stare one another down. Huntley is the first to look away. He stalks behind the podium, getting ready for class.

“Fucking pussy.” Evan murmurs into my ear. His legs are spread as he whispers, “Wanna play with my cock during class?”

“No.” I glare at him, shooting him a warning look.

He smirks at me. “The offer stands.”

I roll my eyes, huffing as I pull my laptop from my backpack. “Stop. I need to focus. And don’t antagonize Huntley.”

“But it’s so much fun.” His charcoal eyes sparkle with mischief, and I swear, I fall even harder for this man.

Turning to my laptop, I open the screen and log into the portal. I’m acutely aware of Evan’s eyes on me as I prepare for class. “What?”

A genuine smile spreads across his lips, stealing the breath from my lungs as he whispers, “Have I told you how stunning you look today?”

My cheeks heat as gratitude spreads through me. “Only about ten times since we woke up.” I can’t hide my grin as I look down at my sweater and jeans, then at him. “Thank you. I love hearing it.”

He winks at me, and I melt.

“You’re making it hard to concentrate.” I try to scowl at him but fail.

His grin widens. “Class hasn’t started yet.”

“You’re still a distraction.”

“Good. By the way, I changed your Instagram settings to be more secure. There are too many perverts around here.”

“Like you.”

He smirks. “Onlyfor you.”

As soon asclass is over, Evan whispers, “Stay here. I need to have a private conversation with Huntley.”

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