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14. Tutoring a Richard brother.
Glancing at his wristwatch, he tapped his feet left with nothing to do. The single drop of perspiration rolling down his back wasn't helping matters either. Asking her this question was a huge step for him and the fact that she seemed to be late contributed to his fidgety state.
Mr. Yale kept babbling on and on about the history of something he wasn't keeping track of. History of art? Whatever it was, Lake couldn't stop alternating between his watch and the door.
As if the world was finally working in his favor, the door banged open and there she stood, panting and covered in a light sheen of sweat but he wasn't complaining because he was no different.
Still recovering from her light run, Adana apologized to the teacher, and wanting the attention of the class off her, she hurriedly searched for an empty seat. Familiar dark eyes and dimpled cheeks smiled at her, patting the seat beside th
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