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"What just happened?" I asked, ht?"

"I was following thelanced out theto , then turned toa real answer froured you wouldn’t stop asking until I told you, so there it is I was following them And you," he said "Once I realized you were there"

"Why?"

"I think they’re up to so used to your questioning routine, so please take it easy onhis clothes froh and h his hair, shaking the water from it

His eyes traveled acrossme that I was in my pajamas I pulled attoto sound nonchalant

He let out a laugh "Nothing," he said, shaking his head "You see to class"

"Well, as your teacher, I shouldlook "What do you want me to write?"

He took a step toward me "Cupido," he uttered His voice was full and rich, as if he weren’t uttering just a word, but a command

I picked up a piece of chalk "How do you spell it?" I asked, uidingsensation climbed up my arm, and I shivered "What does itabout Latin is that you can say so e The words, the tenses They’re different, they evolve--itDo you ever feel like you want to say so, but you don’t kno to say it?"

I nodded Mostly when I ith hi?" he whispered

He turnedhis hand across my cheek, and played with the loose wisps of hair around ers tickled my skin, and suddenly I lost all of an to beat faster, and everything inside of an to tremble like the leaves of a tree rustled by an autus s were tangled He grazed his fingers down h, and with a sudden, alainst the blackboard, the slate cool against h mine, he pulledHis eyes were ravenous as they crawled over erous; even if I’d wanted to push hi for the kiss, but it never cah my hair as he kissed rowing shallow as I felt his ainstshivers up my spine

"Renée," he sounded out, as if he were learningback, but I didn’t have the words to describe what I was feeling I thought I knehat itthat I’d never felt before

I closedit over his nose, his eyes, his lips,the way they felt He pulled , I leaned into his kiss