Dana
The next morning, I avoided him.
Through the entire lecture, my eyes stayed glued every other thing besides him. Not once did I glance in his direction. Not when I heard his low chuckle I knew was a ruse to get my attention, not when I felt his eyes boring holes into me.
By late evening, I was still in my office, almost done with the pile of work I had to do, the papers graded now. The halls were quieter now, most of the students and workers gone. I shoved my papers into my bag, ready to leave.
The parking lot was almost empty, except for the few remaining cars. My heels clicked against the pavement as I approached mine, the lights blaring on as I tapped unlock button on the key.
“Leaving without saying hi?”
I froze.
Tristan stepped out from behind a pillar, his hands in his p
