Tutor Me by Hope Stillwater

Author:Hope Stillwater [Stillwater, Hope]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-07-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

At the tutoring session the next day neither of us mentioned the night before, which I was sort of disappointed about, but I’d accepted that Callum was comfortable compartmentalizing our interactions. Apparently for him, a bet was a bet and that was it. And the same went for sex. I on the other hand was obsessing about him all the time, but that was my own problem. At one point, while Callum was answering the landline in the other room, a text came through on his phone. It was lying on the table so I leaned over to look at the screen. Jessica. C U L8R?

I know it served me right for being nosy, but green waves of jealousy flooded me. Never mind that she texted like a 12 year old. That was beside the point. He certainly had plenty of available tail, and it seemed that what we did together was just a little game to him, probably repeated with girls every night of the week. Since I couldn’t seem to resist him I would have to steel myself and keep my emotions in check.

When he came back from the living room he glanced at his phone and noticed the text but didn’t comment on it. I made a point of looking at the textbook.

“Well you seem to be really on top of this current material,” I said, really just to have something to say.

“I wish I could say the same for Spanish,” he said, leaning back and stretching his arms over his head. His shirt rode up, revealing his delicious abs. My breath caught but he was oblivious, luckily.

“Every fucking time Esposito gives one of her pop quizzes I’m either not there or haven’t studied. I really need to pass the next one.”

“I had her last year. I’m surprised you haven’t figured out Ms. Esposito’s tell. You’re pretty observant.” I couldn’t resist adopting a know-it-all tone.

Callum’s eyes narrowed with interest and he lowered his arms. “You mean there’s a way to know if she’s giving a pop quiz?”

“I bet the problem is you’re not in class often enough to work this out. It has to do with the outfit she wears the day before.”

Callum groaned. “I haven’t a clue what she was wearing today.”

“Are any of my crowd in your class?”

He thought for a moment. “That girl Charlotte’s in there. She’s a cheerleader, right?”

“Yes. OK I’ll ask her.” I got out my phone and sent a text to Charlotte.

What did Esposito wear in class today?

Callum leaned over to read it, the proximity giving me goose bumps. He looked skeptical. “Won’t she think that’s a random question?”

I smiled. “Oh she knows the tell. I told her about it a while back.”

A moment later Charlotte’s text appeared: Pink jacket and black skirt. It’s on!

I looked up from my phone, meeting Callum’s expectant gaze. “Yup. Quiz tomorrow for sure. She had on the pink jacket.”

Callum’s eyebrows shot up. “That is fucking huge. Thank you.” He was looking at me with awe.

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