Riley
I stare down at my assignment but find my attention quickly lifting away from it. I have barely written a single word. My focus keeps traveling to William, helping another student further down the lecture theatre.
She is batting her eyelashes at William and giggles—freaking giggles when he explains something to her. Blonde hair is twirled around her finger, and her lips are parted. She is sizing up William's chest in his suit as he stands over her; I can see her eye-f*****g him.
Jealousy bubbles in my veins. My stomach has turned into a cauldron, and, taking a deep breath, I lift my hand.
It takes a while, but I feel guilty when William's eyes search the classroom and land on me. I don't need help with anything, but I want to have him close.
His lips form a curious smile, and h
