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“I am?” I ask, surprised. “Why?” And why on earth would he talk to a faculty member like that?

“How would I know?” he growls. “Just go.” He waves his hand. “And drop that off at the kitchen on your way.”

“Sure.” I grind my teeth as I hold back the urge to tell him to pull the dick out of his ass.

Grabbing the trolley, I leave. Once I drop it off at the kitchen, I ask the staff where the guidance counselor’s office is. The good thing is I don’t have any other classes today so when I get lost, forgetting their directions, I don’t have to worry about missing any time in my next one.

Finally, after what feels like forever, I find the office. I have no idea why they would want to see me, though. Is this about the thing with Raymond this morning? If so, I’m putting the blame on him.

A little out of breath from rushing around, I knock on the door. “Come in,” a muffled voice sounds from the other side of the door.

“Sorry, I’m late. I’ve never been here before and this building is big. I got lost a few times and... you.” I blink dumbly at Collin. “You’re the guidance counselor?”

I’m about to spend time alone in a room with the TA I’m wrongfully attracted to. This can’t be good.

Chapter 8

Collin

Iwatch Sadie run outof my classroom like her ass is on fire as she tries to avoid looking at me. My lips curve up into a smirk as I chuckle. She’s so fucking adorable. Every time she blushes, it sends a shock right to my cock.I wonder if I can make her other cheeks just as red.

I’m almost positive my attention to her didn’t go unnoticed by some of the students. I tried, I really tried to focus on the curriculum introduction of what they would be learning when Professor Price returns later this week. But my eyes drifted back to her like the enchantress she is.

The moment I laid eyes on her a few days ago, I was put under her spell.

I had been waiting for that day longer than I realized. She still doesn’t recognize me. But I’d be able to pick her out of an ocean of people any day.

“Collin, honey, you better get going. You have a list of students to get through by the end of the day.” My mother, the Dean of Kingston Academy, steps into the lecture hall as the last student leaves the room.

“I was just about to head to my office.” I chuckle, gathering my things. “Class just ended.”

“How was it?” she asks, crossing her arms. She looks so professional in her white pantsuit, her long black hair loose and over her shoulders. Thankfully, I get my genetics from her and not my slimy asshole of a father.

“Not too bad.” I move to stand in front of her. “It was only an introduction to the class. Professor Price will be back by the next class, and I’ll sit in the corner at my desk, looking pretty.” I wink, making her laugh.

“Was that Sadie I saw running out of here like there was a fire in the room?”

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