Izzy’s POV
“I’m so f****d, Sarah,” I whispered. I was holding Sarah’s hand very tightly. You would think that I was getting swallowed by quicksand. My eyes were looking at the man who was standing in front of us. “How am I even supposed to concentrate when he’s looking that hot?”
Sarah looked at me and burst out laughing, her voice almost too loud. Like she had forgotten that even if it was Killian in front of us, we were still in a class.
“You look like you wanna cry, Izzy. Cry because he’s too sexy.”
I glared at her, but she wasn’t wrong. My chest was actually tight, my stomach flipping like pancakes. Killian, standing there in his black sports shirt, shorts that hugged his thighs, messy hair, and that stupid smirk… he was every single distraction I didn’t need.
“Okay, everyone, on
