“I sent you a picture,” he drawled, already prepared to brush me off. “I read the chapter.”
“You were out.”
He watched me with hooded eyes. “Now you’re my mother?”
“You said you’d be in the library.”
“I changed my mind.”
My eyes flicked to Dustin, who was looking between us in confusion. “Is this code for fucking?” he asked, his voice was light but curious.
Dante smirked and didn’t correct him. He turned to his friend and gave him a subtle nod. “Give me a minute, I’ll catch up,” he murmured. Dustin’s eyebrows rose, but he nodded.
When Dustin left us, Dante turned back to me, the smile gone. “What the fuck are you doing, Sav? Why are you bringing attention to us?”
I gaped at him. “I’mbringingattention?” I asked, my voice low with fury. “You’re on social media when you’re supposed to be getting tutored!”
“Jesus Christ, we already had this conversation,” he grumbled.
“Yeah, well, it’s not you who gets a text message from my da—” I drew myself up short when his gaze sharpened — “from the Academic Administration Coordinator asking if everything’s okay with my student. Because I told you, theymonitorthe sessions. I don’t make this shit up for fun.”
His frown deepened. “Your dad texted you about me being in a bar? What the fuck is that about?”
“Social media is public, Dante, especially yours.”
He looked past me, noting who was around us, and I saw the frown deepen. “This is bullshit,” he said, his tone clipped and firm. “Is that all?”
“You told me you were going to be in the library,” I muttered.
I didn’t think he’d answer. He looked like he was ready to walk away from all of it.
“Not that it is any of your business, but my roommate is new here, and he’s not settling in. I’m a nice guy.”
I felt bad, but I needed to stay firm with him. “Well, be a nice guy on nights that aren’t supposed to be mine.”
“Nights that are yours, Sav?” He leaned slightly closer. “I didn’t take you for being possessive... You definitely hide it well. What else are you hiding?”
Jesus... what was that stare? My knees had gone weak. What the heck was wrong with me? “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“How am I looking at you?” he asked, his voice a low, husky drawl.
Holy crap, was I sweating? I saw the glint in his eye and reminded myself who this was. “You’re being bad.”
Bad?Shit, Savvy, he is not the first hot guy you’ve ever stood close to! Get a freaking grip.
Dante’s smile was sly as he looked back at me. “You want me to be the bad guy for you, Sav? That what you like?”
I huffed in displeasure, hoping he didn’t notice he was turning me into knots. “Ilikeyou not flirting with me.”
He scoffed as he straightened. “Babe, please, you wouldn’t be complainingifI were.”
His cockiness was exactly what I needed to get back on steady ground. I smiled up at him. “You call mebabeagain, I will castrate you, we clear?”
Dante shook his head as he stepped back. “Go get coffee, or a donut, or something. You need to chill the fuck out.” He gave me a casual wave. “I’ll see you tonight.”
I’d turned to walk away when I looked back. “Tonight?”
The eye roll was unnecessary in my opinion. “You tutor me tonight in the library,remember.”
