Page 67 of Devoured

"So you liked my parents okay?" she asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Your parents are fantastic.” Even if her father was playing some kind of elaborate, long, strange prank on me. “And I appreciated that they tried to ignore the fact that we're, well...you know."

"Banging?"

I smiled. "You're very eloquent with your words, Miss Taylor."

"Are you going to get in trouble for canceling so many of your classes?"

"I haven't canceled that many classes."

"You cancel class all the time."

I laughed. "Well, no one has said anything to me yet. I doubt any students would complain about having more free time."

"True. But I really do feel better. Maybe we should both go to class tomorrow."

"The doctor specifically said to take tomorrow off."

"I know. But I've been skipping class a lot recently. And when I went I barely paid attention."

"I noticed,” I said.

She bit her lip. Normally I liked when she did that. But today she looked…nervous.

What wasn’t she telling me?

She turned her gaze away from me and stared out the window. "I'm going to fail statistics. I've never failed a class in my life."

"Then why do you think you're going to fail?"

She looked back at me. "My Stat professor has a really thick accent and it's hard to understand him. I was teaching myself by reading the book but I was so unmotivated recently that I've fallen really far behind. And there's a test next week. And I don't even understand why I'm bad at it. I was great at math in high school. I took A.P. Calculus and I never had a problem."

"It's more business oriented than math oriented."

She laughed. "I guess I suck at business then. That's not great for the major I chose. Either way, I think I need to hire a tutor."

I did not want her hanging out in the library for hours with someone else. "I can tutor you."

"In Stat? You're a marketing professor."

I laughed. "So you really haven't read that much about me online then?"

"Not much, no. Are you secretly a statistics expert?"

I couldn’t help but laugh again. "No, I wouldn't say that. But it is your lucky day, because you're dating a genius."

"I know that you're intelligent, but you took Stat ages ago. You're forgetting that you're an old man."

Oh, I was going to spank her later for that. "Do you want my help or not?"

Penny laughed. "Yes."

"Good. You're definitely not going to fail Stat."

"That's very sweet of you to take such an interest in my education, professor."

"I have selfish motivations."

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