He disconnected, leaving me with sweaty palms and flushed skin. I stared down at my crotch as my blood warmed.
“Don’t even think about it,” I ordered. “We already had our fun, and now we’re going to be respectful men who don’t lust after guys in need of a friend.”
My dick didn’t listen. But then, it never did.
CHAPTER 9
Bailey
Professor Stratford’s TA,Kady, walked down the aisles between chairs and handed back tests. Some students looked eager, some nervous, some depressed.
I didn’t feel anything.
I wanted to care, but I just…didn’t.
Kady paused between me and Iris. She handed my test to me. “Shocker. You’re average.”
I glanced down. There was a big red C minus scribbled across the top of the page.
Not failing, then. That was good.
Beside me, Iris groaned with dismay as she glared at her test paper.
“See me if you’d like some extra tutoring,” Kady said, sounding almost nice. I glanced over to see her giving Iris a sympathetic smile. “You can do this, girl. We got you.”
She squeezed Iris’s shoulder before moving on. Iris raised her eyebrows at me.
I mouthed,Hot for teacher?
Iris snorted and rolled her eyes, but a smile tugged at her lips. I leaned over to get a peek at her grade. A low D.Ouch. Iris was passionate about becoming an engineer. She’d never wanted anything else.
But calc was kicking her ass, big-time.
Professor Stratford droned on at the front board, but I didn’t bother to listen. I couldn’t learn this way. Shiloh had sent me some YouTube links that used practical, real-life scenarios and more visual aids. When I watched those, I could at least grasp the concepts. Class was a waste of time.
I fidgeted, spinning the thick silver band on my middle finger while the minutes ticked down. When that got too monotonous, I snapped the rubber bracelet on my wrist.
Iris kicked my ankle just before class ended.
“Ow.” I glanced over. “Must you always choose violence?”
“Baby,” she scoffed. “Want to grab a coffee and go over our test results? Figure out where we went wrong?”
I hesitated. Iris was cool, and ordinarily, I was happy to highlight shit and pretend I got it, but today, I shook my head.
“Maybe you should take Kady up on her offer.”
Iris winced. “You think I’m hopeless.”
“No, I think I’m a shit study partner,” I said.
“You got a better grade than me.”
“Yeah, but that’s just it. I can’t help you. I can barely help myself.”
“Rude,” she muttered under her breath.
I shoved my notebook into my backpack and slung the bag over my right shoulder as I stood. “This is important to you, Iris. Do it right. Take Kady’s help.”
