Scott lowered his head and looked at her, seeing right through her little thoughts.
She wasn’t really feeling unwell; she was just overwhelmed by the difficulty ahead. It was understandable—she had just gotten injured and now had to use her brain to study. Of course, she wouldn’t be in the mood.
But he didn’t know what else to do with her. He was only keeping her company while she studied to keep her entertained, not to turn her into a straight-A student.
He grabbed Julissa’s small hand, which was resting on his arm, and held it in his own, gently squeezing it. It was soft, warm, and felt nice to the touch.
However, Julissa’s palms began to sweat as she looked at Mr. Nichols nervously. Why did she feel a dangerous aura all of a sudden?
“What are you thinking about?”
Scott leaned in s
