Watching Lydia out of the corner of his eye, Ethan's jaw was twitching.
Unaware that she had just become the object of his latest game, she stood there all prim and ready to learn.
He wouldn't work with her—not really. He'd make every minute pure frustration. Let her handle all the grunt work. Every tedious task, every meaningless assignment would be hers while he did nothing but criticize.
And if he played it right, she'd c***k. She'd march straight back to Professor Harris and beg to be reassigned.
A slow, dangerous smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. Now this—this would be fun. Little trouble had no idea what she was in for.
Professor Harris didn't waste another second. "You all have your partners, so get to work. No complaints." He closed his notebook and walked o
