CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

The events of Friday night immediately comes crawling into my head. Guilt fills my body as I stared at him.

He was panting like he had been running for quite a while but from where ?. His hair was messy and scattered around his head in different angles but still he managed to look hot. I mean fine. He was wearing a black T-shirt with new York written on it in white letters and then a black faded jean to go and his white converse. His hazel eyes were sparking as sweat filled his head.

" just go to your seat Adam " Mr mark said waving him over. I looked away from his retreating figure and back to the equation then I solved it.

" good have your seat Betty " Mr Mark said with a warm smile. I returned mine and went back to my seat. Adam was seated beside me as he wrote down what was on the board inside his book.

" are you okay " I said shocking myself as Adam looks up from his book to my face and then shrugs.

" you came late today, just like l