POV: Reece
I've tutored Polly, Winsome, and Amber for three days during their lunch breaks and after work. Although I love helping them, it makes me want to attend college. I want to learn about intriguing subjects—and even ones I hate. It's the freedom of choosing classes that I guess really intrigues me.
"You've got that far off look again," Joseph's deep, sexy voice breaks into my thoughts.
We're outside on Father's patio eating breakfast. Instead of telling Joseph that he's a good cook for the umpteenth time, I shrug.
"Obviously, there's a hot guy at the factory?" He leans back and stretches.
"Sure," I say, dismissing his comment with a wave. "I'm thinking about Amber. She's taking her practice exam this morning. I haven't tutored her for very long, but I hope she passes."
Joseph
