“Yeah, why?” Liam replied, glancing up from his phone, his thumb pausing mid-scroll.“Who is taking the class?” God, why was I asking? My voice came out casual, but inside, I cringed because couldn’t I be anymore obvious? I knew damn well why I was asking, I was fishing for any scrap about Lockhart. “Profrssor Lockhart takes the class every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. It can be morning or afternoons, depending on his schedule.” Liam replied, not caring why I asked because he was too buried in whatever feed he was doom-scrolling to question my sudden interest. Lucky me. “Oh, alright. That makes sense.' I trailed off, piecing everything together. Lockhart skipped our classes with Rooke sometimes because of overlaps like this and that also explained the sub-ins we'd gotten. But now, talking about him and my thoughts veered dirty again, imagining Lockhart in the lab, his white coat open, revealing a hard chest as he bent me over the counter, whispering instructions while thrusting
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