Page 75 of Heartless Sinner

He snapped his fingers at Bryce, the guy sitting there. “Move.”

Bryce didn’t argue. He grabbed his things and practically ran to the next row.

Brooks dropped into the abandoned chair with an exaggerated sigh, like stealing someone’s seat had been a grueling workout.

The irony of Brooks crashing Women’s Studies wasn’t lost on me. Then again, if anyone needed this class, it was every damn Night Son.

I looked away from him to find Professor Sinclair glaring at Brooks. Good.

He wouldn’t say anything to him, though. Had anyone else barged into class and stolen someone’s seat, Sinclair would’ve thrown them out.

“Everyone settled?” Professor Sinclair asked.

A few students nodded. I didn’t. Neither did Brooks.

When Sinclair started his lecture, Brooks leaned over, stole my latte, and took a long drink.

“Mmm …” he moaned around another sip before licking the opening in the lid.

I reached for it. “Do you mind?”

“Actually, no.” He took another sip before setting the latte on the far side of his desk.

Asshole.

Refusing to give him the reaction he wanted, I opened my MacBook and tried to focus on the lecture. Brooks hadn’t brought a single thing to class. He lounged in his chair, scrolling through his phone, like he’d just wandered in here by accident and decided to stay.

I stopped mid-typing when my phone rang in my bag.

“Shit,” I muttered. I yanked my bag onto my lap and dug through the cluttered pocket, pushing aside my lighter and gum wrappers.

“Miss Kenward,” Sinclair warned.

“Sorry.” I winced. “I thought I put it on vibrate.”

Brooks’s name lit up the screen.

Of fucking course.

I switched it to vibrate and shoved it back into my bag.

Five seconds later … buzzzzz.

“Ignore it,” I told myself.

It vibrated again.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

Everyone stared at me.

It seemed I owned the loudest vibrating phone on the planet. Sinclair looked like he was ready to kick my ass out.

When I finally caved and grabbed my phone again, Brooks wore the smuggest grin I’d ever seen. He looked like the fucking Joker.

I held the power button down until the screen went black, then showed it to him before tossing the phone back into my bag.

I gave him a how do you like that look.