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Taking a deep breath, I halfway expect it to be Ms. Everett. However, the moment the door opens, I’m met with a very different face.
“Can we speak for a moment?” Dr. Lewis, the dean, says to me.
“Of course.” I open the door wide and step to the side. “What can I do for you?”
He eyes me as he steps inside. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” I lie, forcing a smile. “I just have a bit of a headache this afternoon.”
“Ah, well, I won’t take up too much of your time, then.” He chuckles. “There’s nothing worse than a headache after two repeated lectures.”
I smile, but keep quiet.
“So, I was hoping that you might be able to assist with the historical society’s gala next month.”
“Oh?” I arch a brow.
“I know it’s not really your thing, but I need one more professor to sponsor and be present there. We need a presence, and a man of your standing would look absolutely stunning on our behalf.”
If you only knew what I was just doing...
I scrutinize the whitish, blonde hair on his head and his clean-shaven face.
He’s a tall but slender man, standing an inch or two above my six-foot frame. His blue eyes hold mine, waiting for my answer.
I’m not sure how many years younger the dean is than me, but heisrather young to be in such a position. And I have no idea how he came to it.
“It would be an honor,” I finally say. “I’ll be there.”
“Wonderful.” He beams. “Now, you get some rest and take care of that headache.”
“Thank you,” I call after him as he leaves, shutting the door behind him.
Now I just have to figure out why my headache comes in the form of impish red hair and captivating green eyes.
7
Melody
Why did he just run out like that?
My mind keeps replaying that moment two days ago over and over.
Did I offend him that much by falling asleep? God, I’m still mortified. How could I just crash like that?
Maybe I’m being paranoid, but I know how much he hates me. I mean, he is failing me, right?
Or maybe he ran because of the way I reacted?
HowdidI react?
I rub my temples, leaning against the hostess stand.
“You look like you’ve had a hell of a day.” Fran nudges me, leaning her head to peer at me. “Something happen?”
“No,” I lie. If only it was just the one day. The last couple of weeks have sucked big time.
I’ve talked to her enough about Dr. Banks. I don’t want her to think he’sallI think about, though there might be some truth in that.
