HIS LITTLE PET
"But here’s the deal. You write this macroeconomics essay for me and help me keep my grades up for the finals. In return, I promise I'll be on my best behavior. I won't touch you unless you want me to, I'll pass all my classes, and I'll make sure Dr. Marshall writes you the best recommendation letter SiporaTech has ever seen. Sounds fair?"
I stared at him, trying to find the catch. "Your best behavior? Meaning you leave me alone during study sessions?"
"Yeah," Maverick smiled, his eyes locking onto mine with a weirdly soft expression. "If you do my assignments and keep being a good boyfriend, I'll play nice. I won't force you into anything. It's a win-win. You get your dream job, and I stay