AMELIA
If not for being timid, which is a normal feeling for this first experience, I would've let go of his hands. They should know I have someone handsome, smart, and successful. My body only needs physical support right now, or I could trip, that's why.
"It's a general class, so there are freshmen from different majors," Cameron explains and begins descending the stairs toward the front row like it is okay. Like he is used to holding me like that.
"Take a seat, Princess." He says, even embarrassing me, but at least no one hears. When I sit, he plunges next to me and crosses his legs, leaning his head on my shoulder. I rigidly stiffen. His hair is in my face.
I open my mouth to ask him to please get off me, but he grabs my open bag and pulls out the math textbook.
Just wow!
"Came
