sm
se building in Lower Manhattan, staring at the add
was
Jackson'
. It was the kind of place that belonged in an architecture magazine-all exposed bri
l what I'
turn around and leave before I ma
I seriously
Pretend this arrangement had never happened and
s, then a laugh slipped from my lips a
interest. And I couldn't
larship committee wouldn't care that I'd been drunk, or
ee a student involved with her professor, and everything
whenever money got tight. About every application I'd filled out, every
ght wasn't miserable enough al
nd on my best friend's waist, the guilt flashing
y hit lik
cheated, I wo
e walked into that bar. And if I hadn't walked
released a slow breath before
ve, but I kept walking anyway. By the time I reached the e
n't locked. Neithe
hy that bothere
en the doors slid open, I found myself staring down
cked up as
ned the moment
ock
come. The thought irritated
inside, only for every expectation
asn't what I
ing that would confirm every terrible thing I'd thought
pace felt stra
h exposed brick walls, enormous windows overlookin
tening the industrial edges of the space. Books were stacked o
y scattered acro
e smell of fresh coffee. And somehow, that unsettled me fa
're
ward the voice. Professor Jacks
the suit, he looked different
pushed up to his forearms. The city lights spilled through
ere instead of in a classr
se stu
" I said, crossing
is mouth lifted
rritation. It gave me something to focus on b
d the roo
im. His height. His poise. The steady way he lo
u c
I didn't have
swept across his face
r en
ably. "Can we just
on me for a mome
low
r him deeper i
the more artwork I noti
ile others had been ab
. "You st
ver his shou
ght you
everyo
estions, ones I had no business
was da
ad never be
kspace. A raised platform stood
it made my st
ddenly impossi
tion anymore or a thre
was
d his arms. "Before we
allo
happen here. Whatever happens in
ttled heavil
on outside t
away firs
ntinued, his voice lowering sl
d back
us
elt almost
h. "You blackmailed me into being h
stratingly calm. "And yet I
reasonable
cause he wasn't behavin
ug th
us satis
ofessio
But instead, it made me more uneas
the overhead lights, completely focused on the tas
oked up suddenly. Our eyes met, and
the words catching me off guar
escaped me. We both
e the platform. The bright beam spilled across
ys the hardest," Profess
unreadable. For some reason
ened around the
really
delaying it. No more pr
ld my gaze for a mom
our clothes
ice. If anything, it sounded d
eath
hing insid
tening to choke me, I slowly re

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