Debbie's Pov
"You've been smiling a lot lately."
I looked up from my laptop and found Damian leaning against the library shelf with two cups of coffee in his hands.
"I have not."
"You have."
He walked over and placed one of the cups beside my notebook.
"I brought you your usual."
I smiled.
"Thank you."
"There."
He pointed at me.
"You just did it again."
"Did what?"
"Smiled."
I rolled my eyes.
"You're impossible."
"So I've been told."
He pulled out the chair opposite mine and sat down.
The library was unusually quiet for a Tuesday afternoon.
Examinations were still a few weeks away, but students had already started disappearing into books.
"So," Damian said, taking a sip of his coffee.
"How are the boys?"
I looked up.
"The boys?"
"Professor Sullivan's little troublem
