“I was hoping if you had a moment, I could speak with you?” Natalie questioned while bouncing nervously on the balls of her feet as class came to an end. Pushing her books into her chest as she slipped the threatening note into his view, Jackson removed the glasses from the restful set on the bridge of his nose before rising to his feet. For a moment, his gaze fell to the remainder of the class, muttering the same hurtful words of whom they saw as a predator to his new prey, but for Natalie, she was eager to show the one person she had come to trust most in such a short time, her most recent tribulation.
“Perhaps this will be a discussion better fit for my office…” He commented as he led the way across the wooden floor until the door closed behind her.
“I am gathering you received this
