I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Chapter 239

Lila’s POV

“Lila, what happened?” Becca asked as soon as I ran into the dorm room.

My heart was racing, and I was on the verge of tears; I couldn’t believe what just happened.

“I think I messed up,” I said as I took a deep breath, trying to steady my rapid heartbeat.

“Messed up how exactly?” Becca asked, standing to her feet like she was going to rush over to me, but she kept her ground and just stared at me.

“Alpha Jonathan caught Enzo and me in the arena,” I said, biting onto my bottom lip once I got the sentence out.

Becca gasped loudly.

“Were you doing it?” She asked.

“What? No! Of course, not,” I said a little too quickly, feeling my face growing hot as she raised her brows.

“Kissing?”

“No…” I said, staring down at my hands. “We were just talking, and he went to touch my face when Alpha Jonathan cleared his throat.”

“Lila, you were practically doing nothing for him to catch. What were you talking about?”

I opened my mouth to answer her, but I had a nasty gut feeling to keep this information to myself. Jazzy escaping from Enzo’s dungeon was a really bad thing and it could be dangerous for anyone who gets involved. The less Becca knows the better.

“We were talking about an assignment,” I lied. I hated lying; I wasn’t even good at it. But in this case, she didn’t have a reason to suspect that I was lying so she just smiled and walked over to me.

“You’re going to be fine,” she said in a calm tone. “I’m sure Professor Enzo will take care of it.”

She wrapped me in a tight hug.

I felt a bit calmer; despite what we were talking about, we weren’t doing anything wrong. She was right when she said Enzo would have it handled. I just had to trust him.

“Don’t you have Math class around now? It’s almost 1,” Becca said, glancing at the clock that sat on the table next to the couch.

I shook my head.

“She canceled class today for personal reasons,” I answered. My next class isn’t

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to go to Headmaster Prescott’s office

said as she went back to the couch. I noticed the coffee table was covered in math

I said, waving at her as I

my mind. However, that was proving to be quite difficult. As soon as I got to the top floor of the building, I froze when I saw

stomach at the very sight of her. I couldn’t believe someone as hateful and cruel as Sarah was mates with someone as gentle

the very

walked by, but that wasn’t

I asked

shot back, her eyes turning into small slits

see Headmaster Prescott?

busy for me. But I’m sure she’ll welcome you with

at her remark.

of Tiffany Prescott coming from her office door. I looked up to see her leaning against the door frame and glaring at Sarah. “You’re staying right there

muttered, staring down at her phone and not giving us a second look.

Prescott rolled her eyes and glanced at

come in, Lila,” she said, stepping

smiled my thanks to her and

She asked as she shut the

around her desk and sat in her chair. She peered at me with such kind eyes

ato

to talk to you about that new student, Kayla,” I said; her brows rose. “She’s a sweet girl; she transferred from Emerson. 4.0 GPA at her old school; I heard nothing but good things from her former instructors. Is

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year is a little overwhelming for her and she’s already

me

a wonderful idea,” she agreed. “Is that what you came here to tell

I think it’s unfair that she must live off campus. She’d be able to get the best schoolwork done

read the expression on her face, but she was quiet for a long moment. “You know she’s a fairy, right?” She finally asked, keeping her tone even. “Since when does a student species matter?” I asked, furrowing my brows together. “It’s the 21(st)

know that’s not what I mean, Lila,” she said, sighing. “I’ve tried to get her a room but unfortunately no student wants to

“Then make them-

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there first,” she said,

fair,” I murmured,

her and catching her up on her assignments, you are helping her a lot. She still has access to everything a regular student has access to. The only difference is she won’t be sleeping here. It won’t affect her work if she doesn’t let it.”

sense washed over me. Telling from

you were having a student

peered up at him; his eyes

said with such a fake kindness I had to stifle an eye