Page 3 of Steal

Shaking my head, I look at my clock and curse again as I quickly grab my bag, ensuring I have all my books. I can't afford any setbacks. Dad had to remortgage the house to pay my tuition after my school counselor gave me the wrong cutoff date for a scholarship, and if I let him down, I'll never forgive myself.

Looking around the room again, ignoring how bare it looks, I quickly grab my keys off my vanity and head to the door.

As soon as I shut my door, I drop my bag, and I sigh.

Today is not starting off too well.

Grumbling, I pick my bag up but frown when my skin tingles, and I look up when I feel eyes on me, locking eyes with the grayest ones I've ever seen. I suck in a breath.

Dark hair that's long on top and short at the back and sides, chiseled jaw, and don't get me started on the way his jeans hug his legs, and the way his MC cut hugs his muscular back….

I swallow hard. The man is, yeah, wow.

You don't get men like this one on campus. Usually, it's frat boys acting like idiots and being crude toward women. This man is a man’s man, and way out of my league.

I blink, trying to shock myself out of my lust-filled head, and look behind him, realizing what room he came out of. Faith’s. Disappointment hits me when I remember the screaming, and I realize he's now most likely got an STI.

Ah well.

Shaking my head, I hike up my bag, hurry down the hallway without a backward glance, and rush to the stairs, hoping I'm not late for my biology class.

Professor Winton hates tardy people, and normally, he locks them out, and ogling a guy that's just screwed Faith, of all people, is definitely not worth a lockout.

God, I hope he doesn't lock me out….

"Okay, class, that's it for today,"Professor Winton shouts and everyone starts packing up their things.

Thankfully, I made it with one minute to spare. When I ran in, huffing and puffing, he raised a bushy white eyebrow at me, making me wince.

The man is intense.

"I want you all to complete the thesis on antibiotic resistance by next Tuesday. The paper will count as twenty percent of your grade." Everyone groans and starts filing out but just as I get to the bottom step of the lecture hall, he says, "Cassidy," and panic hits but I swallow it down and turn toward him.

He gives me a slight smile and reminds me, "You turn in that paper, and next year will be your last at Halls College. Make sure you make it count."

My heart hammers in my chest, and I nod, mumbling, "Yes, professor," before following everyone out.

I'm aware of what I need to do, and God, is it a lot of pressure. I don't have a life; it all revolves around my schoolwork and this class. My advisor added it on when he realized I could handle the courseload I was given last year, my freshman year. If I getless than a 90% on this paper, then I have to retake this class, and I won't graduate next year.

Like I said, it's a lot of pressure, but I'm willing to take on it for Dad and Perrie.

My stomach grumbles as I leave the massive brick building, reminding me that I've missed breakfast, when a voice echoes, "Cassidy Halliwell," making me look up.

Everyone around me has stopped, looking at the man sitting astride his bike and then at me, and I know my cheeks have turned red, but I ignore the feeling as I furrow my brows. I recognize him from this morning, and turn to walk away when he speaks again, halting me.

"You know, I knew John had another daughter, but he never mentioned she was rude…." He says cockily, and I sigh as people start to snicker, and I know I'm not going to be able to keep walking without being the laughingstock of school.

Dammit.

Grumbling, I turn and head his way. He smirks but I ignore it and look into his shades, refusing to acknowledge the way he looks sitting on his dark red Harley.

"What can I do for you?" I ask. "Did my father send you?"

He lifts his shades onto the top of his head and replies, "He didn't. He doesn't even know I'm here."

I nod, trying not to fidget with all the people staring, and ask again, "What can I do for you then?"

He smirks. "You can let me take you out."

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