C9 Chapter 9

"What? You're crazy, Hazel! He's a fucking professor!" I shouted at her. She pressed her hand on my mouth, shushing me up, because my voice was loud, and we were in the cafeteria.

"I know, right! But you know, I just couldn't help it. The biceps, Nathalie. The biceps..." she whispered in awe. I could see hearts forming in her eyes while she looked at my back