Ch-1

KYLIEThere are several things I expect to find when I enter Lecture Hall B, but Logan eating a girl's face isn't one of them. I'm suddenly irritated. Of all the places he could find to kiss and make out with whoever it is, he chooses the professor's desk."Are you two aware this is a lecture hall?" The couple practically swallowing each other's faces in the corner doesn't react. Of course they don't.I clear my throat.Nothing."Wow. Okay. I know the class is empty, but I didn't realize people had started using the professor's chair for... whatever this is."That gets their attention. The girl pulls away first, and then he turns around. Logan Grey.My next-door neighbor. My stepbrother's best friend. The same guy who keeps showing up at my house, making out with different girls everyday, and winking at me like we're sharing some private joke I'm not cool enough to understand.Except we've never actually had a conversation. Not a real one, anyway."Kylie," he says, dragging my nam

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Ch-2

LOGANI swallow hard, staring at the girl in front of me while my brain does a system restart.Wait. Did I just hear her right?I squint at her, fully expecting her to burst out laughing or confess that my best friend had paid her to mess with me. But Kylie doesn't flinch. She just stands there in the middle of Lecture Hall B, holding her head high and looking at me.Slowly, I stroll over to the instructor’s desk, turn around, and hop up onto the edge. I spread my knees, plant my elbows on them, and look up at her."Hold on a second," I say, tilting my head. "What kind of 'help' are we talking about here? Are we talking 'help me hide a body'?"Her eyes go wide. "Why on earth would I ask you to hide a body?" she mutters, taking a step back.I track her movement. Does she even recognize sarcasm when it hits her in the face? Guess not when her stress levels are through the roof.Kylie drops her gaze to her hands, twisting her fingers together. She sucks in a breath, puffs out her chest,

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Ch-3

KYLIE When I reach the front porch of our house, the door swings open just as I'm about to pull my keys out of my bag. My stepbrother, Miles, steps out into the entryway, tossing a set of car keys in the air and catching them."Hey," Miles says, pausing when he sees me. "Where have you been? Dad's starting to ask about dinner.""Just... out," I say, as I slip past him into the foyer.Miles narrows his eyes. "You look weird. Are you okay? Did something happen?"Before I can answer, the front door opens again behind me."Hey..." The person is saying when his eyes land on me. It's Logan. He sheds his leather jacket off and looks up, his eyes locking onto mine over Miles shoulder.He winks."Hey, Miles," Logan says, tossing his keys onto the entry table. "Hey, Kylie.""Hey, man," Miles greets. "You staying for dinner?"Logan's gaze doesn't leave mine. "Wouldn't miss it," he says. "I've got a lot of planning to do for tomorrow."I don't want to hear him talk about this in riddles. It feel

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Ch-4

KYLIEI wake up way before my alarm on Friday morning, my stomach churning.Today is the day. The day I'm supposed to start my crash course in dating with Logan Grey... the most intimidating, popular guy on campus.I spend nearly twenty minutes staring blankly into my closet, my hands shaking slightly as I pick through my clothes. I end up pulling on high-waisted black jeans, an oversized vintage band tee, and my worn-out white sneakers. I drag my brown curls into a high, messy ponytail, check my reflection in the mirror, and try to ignore the loud voice in my head telling me to just stay under the covers.By 9:45 AM... fifteen minutes too early... I force myself out the front door and walk across the damp grass toward Logan’s house.I stand on his porch, taking a deep breath to steady my racing pulse. I reach out to knock, but before my knuckles can touch the wood, an angry voice echoes through the thin door."Are you completely out of your mind, Logan?! Two F's?!"I stop, pulling my

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Ch-5

KYLIEThe campus coffee shop is buzzing with the hum of chatter and the rich aroma of roasted espresso beans. We grab a quiet table in the back corner... far enough from the main counter that nobody would overhear us.I sit with my back glued to the chair, clutching a large iced vanilla latte. My knees are knocking together under the table."Okay," I whisper, glancing around the room. "Should I... should I pull out a notebook? Do you have slides or a syllabus or something?"Logan sits across from me, looking relaxed. He looks at me for a long second, an amused smirk tugging at his lips."A syllabus?" he repeats, chuckling under his breath. "Kylie, this isn't Microeconomics. I'm not giving you homework assignments. Relax.""I am relaxed!" I squeak out, instantly taking a hasty sip of my coffee through the straw."Right. You're so relaxed you look like you're waiting for an executioner," Logan teases. He leans forward, resting his forearms on the table, closing the distance between us.

Last Updated : 2026-10-24

All Chapters of HIS PLUS-SIZED TUTOR: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

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