I Confessed To The Wrong Twin
Jami blinks, her lips parting slightly as she looks from the screen back to my face.
Ha! It actually worked.
"Wow," she murmurs, a soft look of genuine admiration crossing her features. "You really do see right through the material, don't you? I spent an hour trying to figure out why the program numbers weren't aligning, and you just solved it in ten seconds."
"It's just about prioritizing the core modules over the elective readings during the break," I add, stretching my arm out along the wall behind her head, letting my fingers lightly brush against the edge of her hair. "Keeps the workload manageable."