ZOEY
From where she sat, she stared at him, dead in the eyes.
He wasn’t going to do this again.
The last time he gave her s**t, she fidgeted and it ended up with him kissing her.
It was a no-brainer that she was shitless scared of him. It was a no-brainer that he could ruin her life with the snap of his fingers, but she was determined to not let it show. She had sucked up to him time and again, and the whole routine was getting boring.
As though he was going to send her out of the class, she put her phone, rechargeable handheld fan, tissue and everything else in her tote before getting up to her full height.
She was ready to give him s**t if he gave her s**t. If he told her to leave the class, she’d leave, damning all the consequences to hell. Her academic life was a mess already. Wh
