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of the chairs.
    “Can I get you some water or soda or something?” He surprised me again with his politeness.
    “No I’m fine thanks, I have my water bottle with me. Let’s just get started.”
    We were about to begin the lesson at the time I had counted on it ending. Not that anyone was expecting me home.
    Callum got himself a Coke from the fridge and sat down next to me. The table was small and I felt the electricity again. I had pulled out my textbook from my book bag, which I’d placed next to my chair, and looked at him expectantly. Callum just had a notebook and pencil.
    “Where’s your textbook?”
    “Not sure.” he said as he cracked open his soda can. When I raised my eyebrows he shrugged. “I think it’s at school.”
    “How do you plan to do your Calc homework if your book is MIA?”
    “I’ll track it down. Right now I can just look off of yours,” and he scooted his chair around to my side so we were inches away from each other, his left arm resting on the table so close to mine that I could feel his body heat. I suppressed a gulp, and forced myself not to drool over the muscly forearm right next to me. Just tutor him, Jenny .
    I put on my neutral tutor voice. “OK let’s start with Chapter 1, which Ferguson covered last week. The key concepts are…”
    Callum paid attention and even jotted down some notes as I was talking. When we did the practice quiz at the end of the chapter he did fine. It was like teaching it from scratch as he clearly had learned nothing in class, but he was a quick study. We went over the first part of Chapter 2, up to the material from today’s lesson, and I was satisfied that Callum had grasped it. I began to feel more comfortable around him, thank goodness. There were a couple of times I thought I felt his gaze on me while I was looking at the textbook and we had to sit very close in order to share the book, but every time I looked up to meet his eyes he was looking away.
    “Well I think you’re all caught up now,” I said, glancing at my watch. An hour had flown by. I needed to get home to start my own homework.
    “Cool.” He was glancing at his phone, apparently already thinking about other stuff as I gathered my book bag.
    “Well, see you in class tomorrow.” I said cheerily, annoyed to find that I felt reluctant to say goodbye.
    “Maybe, if I decide to come.” His head was down and he was texting. And just like that, there was Mr. Arrogant again.
    I walked toward the door to let myself out and Callum swiftly passed me and opened it. Arrogant or not, someone had certainly drilled manners into him.
    “Thanks Teach. So, next week, same time same place?” He gave me his best cocky grin, and my heart almost melted, but not quite. Now he puts on the charm?
    “Maybe, if I decide to come.” I heard him chuckling as I walked to my car, but I didn’t look back.

Chapter 5
     
    “Hey Jenny.” The football game had ended and we were gathering up our things under the strobe lights. It had been a home game and we’d lost, so the atmosphere was a little subdued as people filed out of the bleachers. I turned around to find Bryce standing by me, sweaty in his uniform, his helmet in one hand and a Gatorade in the other. Despite the dripping sweat and messy helmet hair he looked gorgeous. He towered above me. His eyes raked me up and down in my cheerleading costume. I was pretty sweaty myself but from his look he apparently didn’t mind.
    “Hi.” I said, giving him a shy smile.
    “So, are you coming to my party tonight?” He tipped his head to the side in an adorable way.
    “I think most of the cheerleading squad will be there.” That had come out a little stiff but I felt awkward since he hadn’t formally invited me and we barely knew each other. It seemed presumptuous to say yes.
    He took a step forward, ignoring the shout of “Dude, Bryce lets go” from one of his teammates. He was now standing a few inches from me. I had to tilt my head up to meet his