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Smoldering gold eyes and a wild mane of golden hair. His aura hit me hard, like I was seeing him for the first time all over again. Everything about him emanated raw masculinity, seeping into my skin, and making me dizzy as I sat there. He was wearing a fitted black henley that showed off his massive and ripped physique…and that stupid backwards hat that succeeded in making women all over the world go…well, stupid.
He was staring at me, a naked, hot yearning in his gaze that hit me…right between my thighs. He was turning me into a monster. A few weeks ago, the idea of sex or anything related to it was a topic I literally never thought about…unless someone was threatening me with it.
But now…
“Hey guys, how’s everyone doing tonight?” he drawled in that sexy rasp of his.
The girl next to me was literally melting in her seat, her breath coming out in gasps like she was about to orgasm right there.
I mean, I understood what she was feeling, but it didn’t stop the jealousy from licking at my insides.
“For those of you who don’t know me, I’m the starting forward for the—”
“The star starting forward,” a guy breathed from the front row.
“Well, I—”
“Born in a private wing of the Arlington Memorial Hospital to billionaire moguls Anstad and Shannon Daniels, you were a star prodigy from the time you stepped on the ice at twelve. Signed by the Dallas Knights when you were fourteen, you went to Dartmouth College for hockey, where you led them to four National Championships before going to the NHL. You were rookie of the year your first year, and the last two, you’ve led the league in scoring,” the guy continued, rapt awe in his voice.
“Well, that was creepy,” Lincoln quipped, and the whole class roared with laughter.
“Will you marry me?” the girl next to me suddenly shouted.
“Class,” Professor Watkins admonished, actually not looking that upset. Probably because she wanted to marry him too.
“Easy, everyone,” Lincoln held up his hands in front of him to quiet the room. “I told your professor that I would talk about the business side of hockey—and I’ll get to that—but I need your help with something first.”
“Anything!” someone else shouted, and the whole class laughed…including me.
“Well, you see, there’s a girl in here I’m pretty crazy about, but she’s told me to get lost.”
The whole class started talking at once and I slid down in my seat, my ears feeling hot with embarrassment…not that anyone in the class knew who he was talking about—but I was sure that was coming.
Lincoln motioned for the class to quiet down.
I gripped the edges of my desk for support. I felt like I was about to slide into a puddle on the floor.
Lincoln’s warm golden gaze slid over me, and I tried to make a discreet slice across my neck—for him to stop—but he just smirked at me lazily, the sight of it playful and hot…and annoying.
“So I’ve decided I need to play a little hardball. I’m prepared to pay for everyone in this room’s tuition for the whole year—if she agrees to go to my game on Friday, followed by dinner after.”
My mouth dropped open in complete shock.
A year’s worth of tuition.
I couldn’t even imagine that kind of help. What it would mean to me and probably most of the people in the class. There was a single mom in the back with tears streaming down her face.
Bastard.
He was such an asshole.
A generous, gorgeous…ASSHOLE.
The girl next to me literally started shrieking, her hands on her cheeks as she rattled her desk with her exuberance.
“Alright—who’s the girl?” someone asked, and everyone started looking around the room.
I slunk down further in my desk, but some of my classmates were already staring at me, Connor included.
