Chapter 118

• "Mr. Carlisle?" Emelie asked sweetly. Nicholas felt his heart race as he took in the sight of the beautiful girl that stood before him. With the tight uniform and slight makeup, Emelie was overwhelmingly stunning.
• "Yes, Emelie? How can I help you?" he asked, trying to maintain composure. Emelie licked her lips, which caused pleasurable chills to shoot through Nicholas's body.
• "Well, Mr. Carlisle, I just realized that after the results of last week's test, my grade is going to drop to a C," Emelie said softly, slightly pouting. He had a feeling she was aiming for a sad face, and was trying to appeal to his sympathy instead of his libido, but her delicious pout was making him want to bite her lips.