I sat down in front of him, watching him as he went through my text book. He was wearing reading glasses this time, and I could not help but swoon internally. Ace Argent, the sexy, unapproachable and cocky bad boy, was helping me out with my academics. All so that I could maintain good grades, and not end up getting kicked out of school.
He glanced at me and raised an eyebrow in a questioning way. I blushed and looked away, shaking my head. I could tell he narrowed his eyes, but decided not to push it. He turned back to the book, and I, to him.
How were his eye lashes so long? Mine were nothing compared to his. I was almost jealous. His head was tilted downwards as he flipped through the pages, his dark hair falling over his forehead in the most elegant way possible. I longed to run my
