Page 22 of Devious Bastard

When the class ends, I pack up my stuff, keeping my head bowed. My eyes and cheeks are hot, and while my instincts scream at me to run and hide, my stubbornness won’t allow it.

Sophia lays a comforting hand on my shoulder. “Evan really went after you, but you held your own. I didn’t even know some of the answers to those questions he fired at you.” She gives me a big grin. “Way to go.”

Her praise helps cheer me up. “Thanks. It was humiliating, for sure.” As I swing my backpack over my shoulder, I huff out a breath. “I’m glad it’s over, though.”

“Understandable.” Sophia follows me down the aisle. “Where are you heading?”

I shrug. “Not sure. I have an hour and fifteen minutes before lunch and my next class. You?”

“I have another class upstairs. Wanna walk with me?”

“Sure. I could use a friend.” My eyes lock with Evan’s as we get closer to him. He smirks at me, and I barely resist the urge to flick him off.Fucking asshole.

“Miss Whitmore.” His authoritative voice stops me in my tracks.

Oh, no, he fucking didn’t. “My last name isMorgan. Not Whitmore.”

His jaw clenched as he stared at me beneath lowered brows. “Miss Morgan-Whitmore. See me in my office after you escort Miss Myers to class.”

I glared at him.Good. There won’t be any witnesses when I kick you in the damned balls for humiliating me.“Absolutely. I need to talk to you as well.” My nostrils flared as my narrowed eyes bore into his, not backing down. “I’ll see you soon.”

Spinning on my heels, I grab Sophia’s arm. “Let’s go.”

11

UNDER MY SKIN

Evan

Lexi’s heels click against the linoleum, her long hair hanging in big curls down her back as she pulls Sophia from the classroom like it’s on fire. I smirk, knowing I’m getting under her skin.

My eyes drop to her ass in those tight, white shorts she’s wearing.Goddamn, she has the nicest ass I’ve ever seen. It looks good in those shorts, but it’s even better when she’s naked.

As much as I enjoy her defiance, her reaction to me being the TA of her class was surprising. I knew she’d be stunned, but I didn’t think she’d be hostile.

Her attitude irks me, but I respect how she handled herself in class. She was prepared as hell, answering every question I threw at her.

That doesn’t mean I’m not pissed about her attitude.

Grabbing my stuff, I head to my office, sipping my coffee as I walk, my thoughts consumed by Lexi. The fire in her eyes when I added Whitmore to her last name, knowing it would aggravate her, made my heart pound faster and my dick hard. The thought of her storming into my office and screaming at me for humiliating her in class makes my blood pump faster.

I want to get under her skin as much as she gets under mine. To have the obsession consume her like it consumes me.

I’ve never had any woman affect me the way Lexi does.

It’s sick how much I crave her attention. She seems to crave mine, judging by all the times she’s provoked me since we first met.

My pace slows as I turn the hallway and spot Jenna Astor leaning against the wall outside my office door. Her green eyes meet mine, and I curse under my breath.Great. Just fucking great. Jenna’s the last person I want to see.

I draw to a stop in front of the door, staring at her with ill-concealed annoyance. “What do you want, Jenna?”

“Wow. That’s not the greeting I expected.” Her hand lifts, finger lazily tracing down my arm. “I thought you’d miss me by now. You were in Italy most of the summer. Then you came home, and I haven’t heard a peep from you.” She pouts, looking at me from beneath long lashes. “I’m disappointed in you, Evan.”

“Jenna, I don’t have time for this. I have a student coming to my office any minute now. We’ll talk later.”

Rather than drop her hand and leave, she leans closer, batting her lashes at me. “But, Evan, don’t you miss me?”

I know what she wants to hear, but I’m in no mood to deal with her theatrics. “Jenna, I don’t have time for this.” I push her hand away from my chest, watching the irritation blossom on her face. I’m barely holding onto my patience as I shift the stuff in my hands to unlock my office door. “If you’ll excuse me…” I step inside my office door, heading to my desk to set my belongings down.

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