Page 57 of Sinful Promise

My back cracks as I stretch my arms over my head and take another look around the quad.

Emily definitely isn’t here, which means she must still be in the library.

Unless she really did take the emergency exit.

I pull my hood up and stalk around the side of the building.

In order to get close enough to see inside the windows, I have to force my way through the flower beds that wrap around the entire building. “Shit.”

The windows are just above my eye level, so I have to stand on my tiptoes to see inside. But when I do, I notice that the place is almost deserted, except for Emily and Carla sitting opposite her.

Emily’s sitting at one of the tables, her head bent over a book as she quickly scribbles notes down on a scrap of paper.

A smile tugs at my lips as I watch her. When we used to study together, I used to tease her for the way she frowns when she’s studying so intently.

She looks so adorable.

I shoot Dimitri a quick,got eyes on her. She’s studying in the library,before he has a chance to ring me again.

I think I’ve had enough of my brother for one day.

It’s all well and good keeping my eyes physicallyonher, but the fact is now I look shady as fuck, standing at a window with a hood pulled low over my head. Anyone walking past would think I’m stalking someone.

And from the looks of the security guard currently walking toward me, he thinks exactly that.

“Shit.”

I reach into my pocket and pull out my keys before tossing them on the ground just as the guard approaches me.

“What are you doing?”

“I dropped my car keys. I’m just retracing my steps.”

“In a flower bush?”

I glance down at the trampled flowers beneath my feet before looking back at the guard. “Yes.”

“Are you a student here?”

“Uh…”

“Can I see some ID?”

I nod before reaching into my pocket for my wallet.

Thankfully, I still have my old college ID from when I was a grad student, but I have no idea if it will be enough to appease this security guard.

He takes it and frowns at the picture.

I slyly reach for my hood and pull it down, making sure I’m out of sight of the window in case Emily decides to look up.

“This ID is expired.”

“I graduated last summer. I came back to visit my old professor to talk to him about a reference for a job.”

The lie falls easily off my tongue, but I’m not sure if it’s enough to convince the guard.

He says nothing for a minute, and I wonder if he’s about to escort me to campus jail.

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