I NEED A TUTOR.

THEO'S POINT OF VIEW. I sat close to the window, watching her as her eyes perused the pages of a math textbook. The second I watched her walk through those halls, my heart fucking skipped, dipped, and flipped in my chest. She was so fucking beautiful. And I would have stayed back, or probably tried my hand at a night of sex... until she spoke. The second she opened her mouth, my shoulders tightened. She was supposed to be Lucien's.....or at least that's what was on the fucking papers, but for some reason, I wanted her. My body coiled with tension as I watched her flip through pages, as she highlighted between intervals. It was like watching a damn movie, as every move she made spiked another layer of interest through me. My phone pinged softly on the table, forcing me to avert my gaze from the goddess a few tables away from me. BOOTY CALL; The name flashed on my screen, and with a grimace, I tapped on the screen. "Are we still up for tonight?" The text read, and to my surprise, all I