V for Virgin (Cassie and Ethan) novel Chapter 86

V for Virgin!

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Seth and than was harder this time around than it had been in the past. Due to finals. The

e Coffee Barn was experiencing one of its many peak seasons and Megan had heeded me to do three back–to–back double shifts. I loved. working there, but with my finals to study for, my only option was my apartinent because I had no business blowing off finals and sleep, which would have happened if I’d gone to Ethank

My study regime consisted of thirty–minute en

cram sessions every two hours for four weeks, but the weekend before the finals is when I stopped. No more chapter re reads, no more nele cards, no more study groups… nothing. Last–minute studying worked for some people, but not for me, which is why I made it a habit of returning my rental books as soon as possible. Plus, the ones that weren’t rentals were easy money.

The slightly pudgy, salt and pepper haired man behind the library counter pushed his glasses up his nose and greeted me with a wide, but tired, smile, “Hi Cassie! Ten minutes later and you would’ve met with closed doors. You’re usually earlier than this.

1 smiled with a nod. “I know. Sorry for cutting it so close, but I had a double shift at work.”

Mr. Echols nodded in understanding and pulled the first stack of books I’d placed on the counter towards his scanner. “Ah. The very reason we extend hours during finals,” he said, sounding put out.

I’m sure it wasn’t the only reason for extended library hours during nols, but I wasn’t going to say anything. He looked as tired as I felt with his hair sticking up in odd places and his shoulders slumped. “No student to do the late shift, huh?” I asked.

He heaved a sigh. “You know how it is, but I’m usually in bed by now. My old bones weren’t meant to last past nine.” He paused and gave me a once over. Interested in a job?”

With a short, I shook my head. “I’ve got all the hours I can handle thanks. Besides, summer’s here.”

more young people had your work ethic… he shook his head as if his wishful thinking was too much to bear. “No summer enrollment for you, I take it

I should, considering I have to take off this upcoming spring semester. My boyfriends and I agreed to take this summer off to spend time together.”

Mr. Echols raised a bushy eyebrow. “Boyfriends?”

My heart slammed in my chest. For appearing tired, he was still quick on his feet. “Um, boyfriend. My brain is fried,” 1 mumbled, wrapping a protective arm around my midriff to stave off sudden nausea from my slip–up. What would happen if anyone figured out the truth was a thought I didn’t want to have. I probably spend most of the time working, but I could use the cash anyhow.

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