Chapter 54

“I don’t want to study anymore,” Harry growled and leaned over and kissed Brooklyn’s neck.

“Harry, no,” Brooklyn said and pulled away from him. They were both lying on his bed with books scattered in front of them.

“You hate school, you hate studying,” Harry mumbled. “Take a break.”

“You take a break,” Brooklyn said.

“I am,” Harry said. “With you.”

“No—”

Harry grabbed Brooklyn’s shoulders and gently turned her so she was lying on her back, looking up at Harry. “Yes,” Harry said. “We have all night to study.”

“I want to study now,” Brooklyn said and gasped when Harry trailed kisses down her neck.

“No, you don’t,” he said.

“No, I won’t let you distract me, Harry!”

“Oh really?” Harry wondered and kissed her jawline, sucking on her skin.

“Y-Yeah. I was really starting to understand those French words.”

“You were?”

“Uh-huh,” Brooklyn nodded.

“Babe,” Harry sighed, “tais-toi et embrasses-moi.”

“I have