Amara’s POV
He looked at me with a grin on his face, put down his fork, and drank the wine, all the while maintaining eye contact. He raked his finger through his black hair and smiled again as if I had done something to make him smile forever.
He looked so cute. Ugh! I could stare at him forever!
"Forget about it. Are you done with your food already?" he asked as he looked down at my plate.
I smiled and licked my fork. The thought of staying in bed all day is appealing to me... I'm seriously worn out."
As I stretched my arms out, the phone rang. I grinned and picked it up. "Oh, Noah?"
“Yes, it’s me. Were you supposed to be here today? Don't you realize that you missed almost all of our classes this semester?"
I bit my lower lip in guilt, “Oh…. don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.
