"Don't touch me." I took another step back.
"Penny." He closed the gap between us.
"She said stop." Tyler put his hand on Professor Hunter's chest and lightly shoved him back. I wasn't sure when he had appeared. I wondered how much of our conversation he had heard.
Professor Hunter looked stunned that Tyler had shoved him. "Tyler," he said coolly and nodded his head.
"James, is it?" Tyler said sarcastically.
"Look, she's drunk. I'm just going to take her home."
"Jesus, I'm not drunk." Why does everyone keep saying that?
"She can spend the night if she wants to. Don't worry about it," Tyler said.
"That's exactly what I'm worried about. Penny, let's go. Now." He had talked to me sternly before, but never like this. I swallowed hard. Why was it so hard to resist his authority? It took
