Mason's POV
I wondered if I was hearing right or if my ears were playing tricks on me. She was pleading with me to tutor her when she had vehemently refused before. What changed her mind? Could it be because of what happened in class a few minutes ago?
"What made you change your mind? I thought you never wanted me to be close to you or tutor you," I asked, looking at her hand that was holding onto my sweatshirt tightly. She hurriedly removed her hand after realizing where it was placed.
"You don't have to concern yourself with why I changed my mind. Where do we meet up?" she asked, back to her rude self. The vulnerability and desperation I had seen in her eyes just now were gone like it was never there in the first place.
"What do I get in return for tutoring you?" I asked with a strai
