Chapter 17
She's Cute?
The next day, Lucian headed to work looking like a corpse. His eyes were drowsy, and his head was banging with a wicked migraine.
It was a miracle he was even able to move at all. He was headed to his office with his briefcase, a coat draped over his shoulders and a bottle of vodka.
He was extra cranky too and might have unconsciously glared at every student that made eye contact with him.
It was a relief when his office door came into sight, his name pasted boldly on it. Lucian struggled to get his keys out of his pocket for a few minutes and when he did, it was hard to get the right key to fit in the keyhole.
“Dammit to hell!” He cursed, ready to throw the stupid keys against the wall when a soft feminine voice came behind him.
“Perhaps I can help you w
