Chapter 6. Green Tea, Please

Sinclair

All her instincts were telling her to run from him. From Nicholas. He was her professor and if the school administration found out... Wait.

What would they find out? They were not even dating. He had not asked her out. And even if he did, she would say no. She didn't want to embarrass him.

Though there were those not so innocent touches, holding her hands, embracing her to give her comfort, bussing her cheek and forehead, he always acted like a gentleman. Maybe this was how he acted with his lady friends?

He must have lots of them, and her mood turned sour. She hated imagining it but he was not hers, to begin with.

After his friend fitted the earpiece and made necessary adjustments on her new medical aid, Nicholas had insisted on coming home with her despite her vehement protests.

He drove-thru cafe -- she was surprised he knew where it was-- to pick up some dinner, the usually greasy, fatty goodness for unis and now she was about to allo