Your Seven Sexy Paragraphs:
“If you know what's good for you, you'll not associate with his kind.” Applegate stormed off.
Kevin managed to hold in his laughter until Applegate left earshot. His rescuer shoved the stack of books off to the side and perched on the edge of the table. He picked up the book of shadows and held it out.
“I understand not wanting him to see, but casting? Really?”
Kevin looked at his hands, not daring to meet the man's gaze. “It's not illegal.”
“No, but it isn't exactly accepted, either.”
For a year, he’d mooned and dreamed about this man and now that he’d finally met him, it turned into a lecture. Kevin shook his head and stood. “Look, thanks for distracting him, but I don't need a lesson on magic. Professor Applegate is my adviser, so I can't afford to make him my enemy.” He proceeded to pack up his laptop and set aside the reference books for the library staff to reshelve. He went out of his way to avoid looking at the man as he prepared to leave. He paused after slinging his
backpack over his shoulder, recalling what the man had said to Professor Applegate. “What did he mean by 'your kind'?”
The man flashed him a grin which revealed pointed incisors.
“If you know what's good for you, you'll not associate with his kind.” Applegate stormed off.
Kevin managed to hold in his laughter until Applegate left earshot. His rescuer shoved the stack of books off to the side and perched on the edge of the table. He picked up the book of shadows and held it out.
“I understand not wanting him to see, but casting? Really?”
Kevin looked at his hands, not daring to meet the man's gaze. “It's not illegal.”
“No, but it isn't exactly accepted, either.”
For a year, he’d mooned and dreamed about this man and now that he’d finally met him, it turned into a lecture. Kevin shook his head and stood. “Look, thanks for distracting him, but I don't need a lesson on magic. Professor Applegate is my adviser, so I can't afford to make him my enemy.” He proceeded to pack up his laptop and set aside the reference books for the library staff to reshelve. He went out of his way to avoid looking at the man as he prepared to leave. He paused after slinging his
backpack over his shoulder, recalling what the man had said to Professor Applegate. “What did he mean by 'your kind'?”
The man flashed him a grin which revealed pointed incisors.
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