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of herself. She was close to yielding, which was almost ridiculous. How could she disinherit feelings that were never there?
    “Let’s not talk about your brother.”
    “After tonight, are you ever gonna voluntarily see me again?”
    Severine walked forward and looked over her shoulder to smirk at him. “Outside of class?”
    “Yeah.”
    “You guys are strange,” Severine noted.
    Macsen nodded instantly. “It comes with the last name.”
    “There’s a lot of weird tension between you guys.”
    “There always will be.”
    “So I probably shouldn’t,” Severine said finally.
    “Are you wanting me to beg to see you?”
    Severine wagged her finger in his direction. He reached out to grab it. “I think you’re begging to beg.”
    “Do I need to ask you?” Macsen asked with a playful grin. His light-green eyes were bright. They were going to raze her until there was nothing left. Severine was okay with that. He could get as close to her as he wanted. There was no need to run from him.
    “Yes,” Severine said in a hushed tone.
    “See me outside of class, apart from all this bullshit. I want to see just you.”
    Her smile slightly dimmed over his words. Macsen grinned, grabbed her fingers, and held them loosely within his grasp. His words took her off guard. Something furled around in her belly. It spread and reached for her heart, each time never quite grabbing on.
    “Yeah,” she said slowly. “I’d like that.”
    Something was languidly forming between them. They were starting to fit together. She was going to remember this moment. It was going to stay with her.
    The two of them walked back to their table. Thayer’s eyes seemed to be waiting for her before she had rounded the corner. They always seemed selected in her direction.
    Call it vicious, but she held his eyes. Right now, she was involved in the world’s longest staring contest. She was going to win. All of her attention was on Thayer. When Macsen’s palm touched her lower back, she barely registered the contact.
    What was worse than being around two Sloan brothers? Having one physically touch her skin, and the other’s gaze sear her to her very origin. He was too far to know or realize, but his gaze felt more real than skin-to-skin contact.
    Thayer’s eyes flicked away from her body and back to his computer screen. He repeated the process five times. Each time she felt it rattle her body.
    By the time she and Macsen reached the table, her legs were wobbling worse than an infant learning how to take their first steps. She sat and re-opened the textbook she had given up on minutes—or maybe it was hours—ago.
    Macsen’s knee brushed against her. Severine’s neck snapped up.
    “So you asked me, but I never got the chance to ask, what’s your ambition?”
    Her eyelids moved quickly as she tried to focus on his question. “Uh. To spotlight at all major strip clubs.”
    Thayer coughed loudly. Macsen’s laughter was abrupt as he glanced at her with round eyes. “Come on, be serious.”
    “Ah, well, seriously?” Severine paused and looked over at him. “I want to be a dermatologist.”
    “Really?” he asked with wide eyes.
    It wasn’t the most typical major. She knew that. People’s reactions would never get old. “What? Did you think I was majoring in, like, beerology?”
    “No,” Macsen grumbled. “I just didn’t expect that answer.”
    Severine held her hands in the air. “I take it back! I really wanna major in nursing. So when Halloween comes around, I’ll save money on my costume.”
    “Now that is fucking genius,” Thayer commented.
    Everyone turned his way. It was hard to tell what exactly was running through his head as he stared fixedly at his laptop.
    All he wanted was to get under her skin. It would irritate her, and it would drive him only further to provoke.
    “Anyway,” Macsen drew out slowly. “I have to know. What makes you wanna be a dermatologist?”
    This was okay territory. She could talk about her