“You need to be less obvious when you drift off. We all do it but I can’t let that slide without a reprimand in my class. And I don’t want to bring attention to you.” Corvina bit the inside of her cheek. “Why?” “Because you’re bewitching,” he murmured, his eyes roving over her entire face. “And I don’t want others fantasizing about you during my class.” “Others?” she asked, her heart pounding. He fantasized about her?
