“Ms. Parrish,” Maddox said, voice low. My gaze jerked in his direction. “Yes?” The single word came out as more of a squeak. “Are you all right? You seemed…distracted.” Crap. Crap. Triple crap. “Sorry. I guess I’m still getting used to college life. I’ll do better next class.” Maddox’s eyes narrowed on me in a similar fashion as Easton’s earlier. As if he were searching for any hints of a lie. “If you need help with anything, Knox would be happy to assist you.” Why did it sting that he wasn’t offering his own assistance? “I’m okay. Really. I’m excited about this class. I’ll be more focused
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