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But I need this circus to be over.
Now.
It’s one thing to be seen making a spectacle in the quad.
It’s another thing entirely to walk into class with an annoying music prodigy and his not-so-subtle secret service.
I turn abruptly to Sazuki and stop him before he places one Armani-clad foot on the steps. “You’ve escorted me to my classroom. I’ve heard you out. That is way more than you deserve given your…” I glare at the suits, “tactics.”
“I’m walking you to class, Miss Williams. That was the agreement.”
“No, to have anagreement, you have to get both parties to say yes.” I hold up a finger right under his nose. “Only one side okayed this. Therefore, there was no agreement.”
He thinks it over and then nods. “A very good point.”
“Great. Bye now. Let’s not do this again.” I breathe out, certain that Sazuki and his team will now disappear from my life as quickly as they’d arrived.
And I’m half right.
Sazuki waves at the tall woman and she gives a command in Japanese. Immediately, the suits line up and march back to the quad.
The woman draws close to Sazuki’s side. I still can’t see her eyes behind the sunglasses, but I can tell by her stance that she’s looking around, ready to protect him.
“Why didn’t you go with them?” I ask.
“I realized it would be distracting to have them follow us inside. I do not wish to surprise your teacher with twenty extra students. That would be impolite.” He blinks steadily.
“And you don’t think hijacking me on my way to class is impolite?” I screech.
His eyebrows knot as if he’s genuinely thinking about it.
I throw my hands up. “Look, I don’t care if you go or stay. Just keep away from…gah!”
My words are cut off when a crowd of students suddenly bombard us. They surge toward Sazuki, screaming his name, taking pictures, and hurling pens at him so he can give them an autograph.
“We should not have let the security go,” the tall woman says to Sazuki while struggling to keep the kids away.
“Hey, watch it!” I fight the tide of people racing toward him.
One particularly hefty guy knocks into my shoulder. I lose my balance and fall backward.
Panicked, I reach out, desperately grabbing onto anything to try and keep me on my feet.
Warm, slender fingers wrap around my wrist. With a powerful tug, I switch directions and land straight against a wall of muscle covered in a thin white shirt.
Sazuki’s scent fills my nose and I glance up slowly.
Our eyes lock.
His heartbeat quickens under my palm.
Mine clamors at an even faster pace.
I push him away and he sets me aside at the same time.
Sazuki brushes his shirt down and in a severe voice, he orders, “Stay behind me.”
I want to argue, but I’d rather not be trampled.
