Of course as I’m leaving, I run into none other than Bella. Luckily for me, the tears had yet to spring from my eyes to my cheeks. I sucked them back up as she got closer.
The b***h had the Gaul to be perfectly done up at eight in the morning. Her skirt was ridiculously short and flounced around her thighs. She was wearing some sort of heeled boots and a little cropped cardigan. Most of her mid section was out, tanned and smoothed. Her long black hair was swishing around her waist, super shiny and straight.
And I was in a glorified sack.
“What are you doing here?” Bella snapped as she got close enough to me.
I jabbed a thumb towards Valentin’s office. “Oh, you didn’t know?” I feigned kindness with a sickly sweet smile. “We f**k at seven most mornings. Before the rest of the professors
