We Were Here: A New Adult Romance Prequel to Geoducks Are for Lovers (Modern Love Stories Book 1) by Daisy Prescott Page A

Curtis. She’s Jo.” He pointed down the hall at Blondie.
    Ah, that made more sense. I snapped my jaw shut and followed her departure with my eyes. My stats tutor wasn’t a doofus savant. She was a beautiful girl with a big brain and a sweet ass.

“Around the Way Girl” ~ LL Cool J
    IMPRESSING MY TUTOR ended up being better motivation than the threat of not passing global economics.
    I wasn’t late on Wednesday. In fact, I arrived early and I had an extra to-go cup of coffee in front of me. Because I’d bet she took it sweet and milky, a bunch of creamers and a selection of real and fake sugar sat on a napkin next to the cup.
    Cardigan showed up first and eyed my coffees. “Double-fisting?”
    The old adage about bringing enough for the whole class flitted through my head. Shit. Obvious much?
    My plan didn’t really work out the way I’d hoped. Curtis took the seat closest to me, leaving the head of the table for Jo or the seat next to Cardigan.
    Jo arrived and sat at the far end of the table.
    Aborting the mission, I pushed the extra cup across the table. I didn’t need two cups of coffee.
    “That’s sweet of you.” Cardigan grinned at me.
    I returned her thanks with a closed mouth smile. “No problem.”
    “I don’t think you’re supposed to have drinks in the library, but I’m going to pretend I didn’t see those.” Jo gestured at our cups.
    This was not going as I’d planned.
    Worse, she nailed me—and not in the good way—on two of the problems. Instead of letting us ask questions, she made each of us go to the white board and copy our own work for the group to figure out where we went wrong.
    Every once in a while, I’d catch her checking me out. Her pert nose would wrinkle when one of us went off track with a problem. An adorable line appeared between her brows as she attempted to backtrack and find our errors.
    Today, her long golden hair had been woven into a braid. She wore black leggings with sneakers and an oversized sweatshirt. Even casual, she looked beautiful.
    She had no idea who I was, where I came from, or how much money my father made. To her, I was some schlub who couldn’t master something she could do easily.
    Nor could I charm my way out of these calculations or buy myself a better grade. This was uncharted water for me.
    Her no-nonsense attitude turned me on. I felt out of her league, which had never happened to me before. In the past, even at both of my former boarding schools surrounded by household names, trust fund kids, and a few distant royals from smaller European countries, I’d never felt anything but among my own kind.
    She intrigued me.
    At the end of the hour, as we put out stuff away, an idea came to me.
    “Do you offer private tutoring?” If I had to pay her to hang out with me to see how charming I could be, that was cool. It wasn’t like I was paying for sex or anything. No Risky Business for me.
    “Not getting what you need out of the group?” Genuine concern in her voice, she focused on me.
    “No, it’s great. I think you’re doing a fantastic job.”
    “Thanks.” She stood and came up to my shoulder. Next to me, she felt more petite, more delicate. “I guess I could meet with you one-on-one before the midterm if you think you need extra help.”
    I liked the sound of one-on-one.
    “When were you thinking?”
    “This weekend.” A lightbulb flashed above my head. “I have a single where we could study there uninterrupted.”
    “I think we’d be better off meeting here or in the CAB.”
    Clearly, she saw through my attempt to make this more private. “CAB works for me. We could combine eating and studying. Kill two birds.”
    We made a plan to meet Friday afternoon.
    She might not have thought of it as a date, but she didn’t know everything.

    Friday afternoon none of us had classes. Gil showed up to chill in my room with Maggie in tow.
    “Anyone want to smoke?” My mother’s over-the-top hostess skills had worn off on me. I had guests,