Chapter 43. Cold

I was equal parts angry and shocked, unable to decide if I should keep staring at him or to look down at my notebook. I didn’t even know what Damien was teaching, I was so confused.

Whenever I looked at him, I kept looking until I had to tell myself to stop. It felt strange to watch him talk to the class and know that I had kissed those lips, those hands had pulled me closer.

It made class so distracting.

I didn’t know how to behave, how to sit, how to write..

I didn’t remember ever being this nervous before.

But in all of this, Damien was calm cool and collected. It should have affected him too, I thought irritably. My being in the room should affect him too.

I was glad I wasn’t sitting next to Mari today, she was at the other end of the aisle and we hadn’t been able to get seats together because of the stunt I’d pulled midway.

Baron wasn’t as in tune with my feelings as Mari and he merely th