NOAH'S POV

By the time we returned to the restaurant, I was still burning with embarrassment. Professor Rex had single-handedly humiliated me in the most outrageous way possible. The way he smirked at me, the way his golden-amber eyes held nothing but pure amusement, it pissed me off.

I needed to reclaim my pride.

As we stepped back inside, my eyes landed on a waitress walking past our table. She was pretty; long wavy brown hair, soft hazel eyes, and a charming smile that grew even wider when ...