I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Chapter 190

Lila’s POV
“When did you get out?” Was the first thing my lips could utter as Scott approached.
“A couple of days after you came to see me,” he said, rubbing his hand behind his neck. “I just wanted
to say I was sorry.”
“Sorry?”
“Yeah, for… erm… everything,” he said, meeting my eyes.
I was stunned by the sincere expression he was giving me. It was a look I had never seen from Scott
before, and I wasn’t sure what to think of it.
“Oh…” I said, not sure what else to say. “Thank you.”
“Look… about your election…” Scott said, stepping closer to me. “You should be careful. There’s no
telling what kind of tricks Sarah has up her sleeve. She’s capable of doing some pretty heinous crap.
She’ll do what it takes to win.”
“I’m not worried about the election,” I said with a shrug. This was the truth; honestly, I hadn’t even
thought about the election.
“You should be,” Scott muttered. “Knowing Sarah, she’s not going to play fair.”
“My main concern right now is bettering the school and making sure that students have what they
need. I’m hosting a bake sale at the end of this week to raise money for future events. Regardless of
who is president of the student committee, the students deserve nice events and better supplies, which
costs money. Figured we might as well get started on raising that money. Don’t you think?”
“Sarah’s father is very rich and can buy anything,” Scott reminded me.
I knew this already, but it wasn’t the same as raising the money by students for students. For school
events and stuff, everyone should be involved in the process.
“I’m well aware,” was all I said though.
Scott sighed and his shoulders sulked slowly.
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“I haven’t talked to her in a while. I’m keeping my distance because I don’t want her to use her freaky
abilities on me.”
I rose my brows.
“There’s still no actual proof she has abilities, Scott,” I told him.
He looked shocked by my statement and stepped backward.

“You seriously don’t believe me?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at me.
Now it was my turn to sigh.
“It’s not that I don’t believe you, but I can’t accuse her of something without seeing actual proof of the
accusation. If what you are saying is true, then she could get into huge trouble from the board. But I
can’t go to them with this without actual proof to back up the claim.”
“You can ask anyone she’s around. She can get them to do things without them taking a second
thought,” Scott argued.
“I’d like to believe you because it would explain a lo—”
“Then believe me!”
“I’m going to be late for class, Scott,” I said, shutting my locker door and then proceeded to step
around him. “I’m glad you are out of jail. Try to stay out of trouble going forward.”
I placed my hand on his shoulder when I said that last part, and then I looked him in the eyes, giving
him a small smile.
I saw the sadness in his eyes, and it tugged at my heart.
He said nothing as he watched me walk down the hallway and toward my next class. Shifting and
Combat with Professor Xander.
My stomach formed a tight knot as I neared the arena. It was odd approaching the arena without
picking up Enzo’s scent and knowing Enzo wasn’t going to be there.
When I got to the arena, the familiar sense washed over me. The memories of my time here with Enzo
flooded my brain. At the time, our fate was uncertain. Neither of us knew what we wanted from one
another. I was having trouble seeing past his exterior and he was thinking about rejecting me after I
graduated.
It wasn’t even that long ago and yet it felt like an eternity. My heart raced at the memory; it almost
seemed funny now.
If I were to be asked last year if I thought Enzo would eventually mark me, I would laugh loudly. I
reached to the back of my shoulder blade and traced my mark with my fingertips, a faint smile playing
on my lips. I had covered it with makeup this morning so nobody would see it, and I hated having to do
that.
I wanted to shout from the rooftops that Enzo was my goddess-given mate. But I knew I couldn’t. For
the sake of my reputation and Enzo’s.
I stepped into the arena and saw a few new faces that weren’t in my class last year, but a bunch of
familiar faces. Becca wasn’t among them, so I figured she was most likely in the locker room getting
changed.
From across the room, examining his clipboard, I saw Professor Xander standing in the spot that Enzo
used to stand in. Xander was giant, with large muscles. He had his shirt off, so I was able to see all the
tattoos covering his entire torso. There was one spot on his arm though that was blank, which I found
to be odd.
He had dark hair that was cut short and eyes so dark they nearly looked black. I got an uneasy feeling
from being around him.
I realized quickly that he was no longer staring at his clipboard, but he was staring at me.
My heart fell into my stomach, and I found myself taking a step backward.
His dark eyes poured into me like he was staring into my soul; Val was recoiling back into my mind, also
feeling uneasy.
His lips were pressed in a line, and I saw the indifference in his face.
“Lila!” I heard my name being called from the locker room, taking me out of the dark trance.
I saw Becca standing in the doorway, waving me over to her.
I clutched my gym bag firmly in my hands and scurried over to the locker room where a bunch of other
girls were getting changed for class.
“Are you ready for today’s class?” Becca asked as we went toward the changing rooms.
“As ready as I’ll ever be. It’s weird that Professor Enzo isn’t here,” I said, biting my bottom lip to keep the
emotions from being shown on my face.
“I know right,” Becca agreed. “Have you heard from him at all?”
I froze and I looked at her, puzzled by her question.
“Why would I have heard from him?” I asked, my voice coming out a little weaker than I planned.
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