The library
I’m Marcus Baker. The IT guy on campus. The beacon of light that everyone else can’t help but gravitate towards. All except for Nancy Hawthorn—a third year law student with a huge stick up her ass.
We’d stumbled into each other at a frat party freshman year and she’d instantly hated my guts. After that, whenever we would see each other in passing, she would glare daggers at me. No matter how much I tried to flirt with her, it was like flirting with a brick.
“There’s no way she’s not interested in me,” I sip my coffee as I walk across the quad. I’m on the phone with Gia. On the other end of the line, she chuckles.
“At this rate, I doubt you’ll be able to finish up with your list before graduation, not while you’ve got someone so averse to the Marcus Baker fan club.”
“I see
