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What the hell had I told her? I was going to wait? For almost two months? I’d made it four days and I was losing my mind. It seemed my balls had started to do the talking for me because seeing Ella up close, having her sit in the same seat in the third row—she’d settled into that spot after one day in the nosebleed section—was too f*****g much for me. I had to pretend she wasn’t in the class just to keep my d**k down and to stay on topic. Yeah, that pretending s**t was what got me into this situation in the first place.
After our little post-class chat earlier in the week, Ella had left, hurrying off she’d said so she wasn’t late for work. Since then, she’d come to class and hadn’t looked up from her notetaking once.
Even the top of her auburn head was the hottest thing I’d ever
