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"That's okay. I can't take that," I laughed uneasily. "You should put it back on, James." I moved to the side so he could pass by me. I felt my cheeks begin to blush. "I insist." He had a slight smile on his face. "First day of classes," he shrugged. "You'll want to make a good first impression." I took the shirt from him. Had he really walked around without a shirt all morning? "Thank you," I said quietly. He was staring at me expectantly. I pulled on his shirt. It was huge but comfortable. The scent of sweet cologne drifted off of it. It made me feel slightly dizzy. I could feel myself staring at him. "I'm sorry, I should probably go. I'm going to be late…for classes I guess." It came out as more of a question than anything. He was so handsome that I was acting even more awkward than
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