CHAP 5

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Three clicks of my pen and Zachary's eyes darted at me again. After disturbing his class, he continued teaching his so-called students. He didn't even bother to give me the momentum to introduce myself up front.

Even though I was somewhat interested in what he was teaching, I didn't pay much attention to him. My gaze simply followed him everywhere. I must say, he's a good teacher. He would not be a professor otherwise, I suppose.

I licked my lower lip and lazily leaned my back against my seat, exposing my leg under the slit of my fitted dress.

"Ms. Rodriguez, what the hell are you doing?"

A smirk crept into my lips when I heard his baritone voice. His eyes were glaring at me; it was as if he was killing me with them. The veins popping out on his neck didn't even escape my sight.

How many times will I watch him go to this state after I come back? I chuckled in the back of my mind.

I innocently raised my left eyebrow. "What do you mean, sir?" I asked whil