“I wonder if she’s wearing panties?” Jimmy whispered.
She stopped dead in her tracks and looked over her shoulders towards him. One eyebrow was cocked and her lips were thin.
He knew there was no way the blonde could have heard him, because he barely heard it through his skull. And yet there was as though judging him. Who does she think it is?
“Shouldn’t you be in class?” Jimmy said without considering the time.
“Classes ended hours ago, Sir,” she said. “Walking home after a late-night study session.”
“Get to it,” he said dismissively.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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