tears.
“Sorry.” I shake my head and rack my brain, hoping my memory might trigger something.
“I kid.” She snorts. “We were in a poetry class together last year, but I’m sure you don’t remember me. I missed a lot .”
I smile and she continues.
“I should never have signed up for that class. I don’t know what I was thinking. Actually, I’m sure I wasn’t thinking.” She laughs at her joke and continues. “I don’t usually sign up for classes that start before noon. I don’t get home until three or four in the morning.”
I like her honesty. “So, I guess I’ll see you more.” I say since this class starts at one o’clock.
“Possibly. By the way, I’m Chloe.” Her expressive dark eyes and warm smile make it easy to like her.
“I’m Emilia.”
“I know.” She grins like the cat that ate the canary. She leans towards me so she’s inches from my face. “You’re the one who finally tamed Logan Prescott.” She whispers except I don’t know why since we are the only ones in the room.
I laugh out loud. “ Tamed ? I don’t think so.”
“Oh, sure. He had a minor setback.”
“That’s an understatement.”
She reaches in her purse and grabs a container of Altoids. She opens the tin, popping one in her mouth. “Hey, I’m not defending him. It was a dick move, but with friends like those, who needs enemies. Am I right or am I right? One’s a shithead and the other a total cunt. God, I hate that word, but that’s what she is. Mint?”
“No, thanks.” I pause a second and continue. “I see your point, but he’s far from innocent. Do you know him?”
“ Everyone knows him. He’s Logan-Fucking-Hot-Prescott. But no, I don’t know him, know him. I do know your roomie, Bryn…love that girl! We’ve been in a couple classes together.”
As she says this students begin to file into the classroom.
“Bryn is awesome.” I agree.
“So, I know we hardly know each other, but can I ask you something without sounding like a prying talk show hostess?”
“Sure.” I smile, watching the steady stream of students.
“Are you two back together or what?”
I turn towards her. “Or what.”
“That sucks.” She says, disappointed.
“And you’re sure you don’t know him?” I smile.
She shakes her head. “Uh-uh. Why?”
“You could possibly be his biggest cheerleader and you don’t even know him.” I laugh.
“Why is that funny?” She asks with a bewildered look.
“Just is.” I smile at her and then pull out a notebook and pen from my backpack.
“Well, actually I’m pretty sure I will get to know him.”
I lift my head up from my notebook and look at her. “Oh?”
“Yes. Pretty sure I will get to know him…soon…very soon.” Her eyes widening as she glances over my shoulder. When I follow her eyes towards to the direction of the door, I’m sure my mouth drops to the floor as I spot the guy, in Chloe’s words who I tamed.
“This class just got way more interesting.” Chloe giggles as she elbows me lightly.
Logan scans the room and when his eyes catch mine, they focus, like he’s just scored a bull’s eye. In the next moment, Dr. Milton, wearing the same ill-fitted grey suit as the first time I met him, enters the room behind him, walking briskly with his head down, he moves towards the podium.
My eyes blink back to Logan as he saunters towards me. His mouth turns up into that irresistible smile as he holds my stare, shifting his backpack on his shoulder.
“Is this seat taken?” He says with a ghost of a smile as he motions to the desk next to me.
“ Really ?” I hold his gaze.
He slides in the seat beside me without waiting for any further reply.
“Oh, God. Did it just go up ten degrees in here or what?” Chloe whispers beside me while she fans herself with her hand.
“A pleasure to see you…as always.” Logan says, quietly as he turns his attention to the front of the classroom.
“Now, if everyone could please take a seat and pull
“Sorry.” I shake my head and rack my brain, hoping my memory might trigger something.
“I kid.” She snorts. “We were in a poetry class together last year, but I’m sure you don’t remember me. I missed a lot .”
I smile and she continues.
“I should never have signed up for that class. I don’t know what I was thinking. Actually, I’m sure I wasn’t thinking.” She laughs at her joke and continues. “I don’t usually sign up for classes that start before noon. I don’t get home until three or four in the morning.”
I like her honesty. “So, I guess I’ll see you more.” I say since this class starts at one o’clock.
“Possibly. By the way, I’m Chloe.” Her expressive dark eyes and warm smile make it easy to like her.
“I’m Emilia.”
“I know.” She grins like the cat that ate the canary. She leans towards me so she’s inches from my face. “You’re the one who finally tamed Logan Prescott.” She whispers except I don’t know why since we are the only ones in the room.
I laugh out loud. “ Tamed ? I don’t think so.”
“Oh, sure. He had a minor setback.”
“That’s an understatement.”
She reaches in her purse and grabs a container of Altoids. She opens the tin, popping one in her mouth. “Hey, I’m not defending him. It was a dick move, but with friends like those, who needs enemies. Am I right or am I right? One’s a shithead and the other a total cunt. God, I hate that word, but that’s what she is. Mint?”
“No, thanks.” I pause a second and continue. “I see your point, but he’s far from innocent. Do you know him?”
“ Everyone knows him. He’s Logan-Fucking-Hot-Prescott. But no, I don’t know him, know him. I do know your roomie, Bryn…love that girl! We’ve been in a couple classes together.”
As she says this students begin to file into the classroom.
“Bryn is awesome.” I agree.
“So, I know we hardly know each other, but can I ask you something without sounding like a prying talk show hostess?”
“Sure.” I smile, watching the steady stream of students.
“Are you two back together or what?”
I turn towards her. “Or what.”
“That sucks.” She says, disappointed.
“And you’re sure you don’t know him?” I smile.
She shakes her head. “Uh-uh. Why?”
“You could possibly be his biggest cheerleader and you don’t even know him.” I laugh.
“Why is that funny?” She asks with a bewildered look.
“Just is.” I smile at her and then pull out a notebook and pen from my backpack.
“Well, actually I’m pretty sure I will get to know him.”
I lift my head up from my notebook and look at her. “Oh?”
“Yes. Pretty sure I will get to know him…soon…very soon.” Her eyes widening as she glances over my shoulder. When I follow her eyes towards to the direction of the door, I’m sure my mouth drops to the floor as I spot the guy, in Chloe’s words who I tamed.
“This class just got way more interesting.” Chloe giggles as she elbows me lightly.
Logan scans the room and when his eyes catch mine, they focus, like he’s just scored a bull’s eye. In the next moment, Dr. Milton, wearing the same ill-fitted grey suit as the first time I met him, enters the room behind him, walking briskly with his head down, he moves towards the podium.
My eyes blink back to Logan as he saunters towards me. His mouth turns up into that irresistible smile as he holds my stare, shifting his backpack on his shoulder.
“Is this seat taken?” He says with a ghost of a smile as he motions to the desk next to me.
“ Really ?” I hold his gaze.
He slides in the seat beside me without waiting for any further reply.
“Oh, God. Did it just go up ten degrees in here or what?” Chloe whispers beside me while she fans herself with her hand.
“A pleasure to see you…as always.” Logan says, quietly as he turns his attention to the front of the classroom.
“Now, if everyone could please take a seat and pull
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