NOAH'S POV

I stuffed my hands into my pockets as we strolled across the campus grounds, Penny still ranting about how hot Professor Rex was.

“I mean, did you see the way his shirt hugged his arms when he rushed in? That man was made for sin,” she gushed, practically bouncing with excitement.

Nathan rolled his eyes. “You need help.”

Penny scoffed. “Coming from someone who once confessed to his lecturer on her last day here.”

“That was a long time ago!” Nathan hissed, his ears ...