Chapter 7 A Lesson Without Control

• My heart races in my chest. It’s only for a few seconds before his eyes look away and he continues to skim the classroom, but the fleeting recognition didn’t pass me, making his jaw clench.
• He turns his attention to the class like he didn’t have his fingers inside me the other night, or recognize me for that matter.
• “Everyone warm up, and then I’ll be pairing you off.” He says coldly, turning away and walking to the side.