The Art of Temptation

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re's already a good foot on the ground, but January on the East Coast

h its lack of everything that would keep a body warm sucks for the cold. My winter coat helps buffer the sting, but it can only

they closed the library and I didn't have the books I needed? But today for the first time in fo

still flying high. Who wouldn't be?

one party I agreed to in my entire college career had gone. Lucky for me she had to bail due to work issues at a large corporation she clerke

the eye of three men who worked hard to blend in with the mostly younger crowd with their jeans, dark masks and ai

n't know but the man has a notable walk I would recognize anywhere. And

e back of the room every time. They know things. Trust me o

The power of a mask

like to pride myself on knowing how to read people. Preston likes to stay quiet unless giving a class and rarely laughs at a joke. In the lecture room and school halls this fits in, but at a party of over

every time I close my eyes. I would recognize that man's mouth an

ng their students and not a single one of them knew it. Why pr

en minutes after Brooklyn left, a terrible idea and

ung the Spanish Inquisition on me a little after two that

I hope I can tell her about the time her advice to cu

eep for now. Sharing seems invasi

double shift at Krista's Kafe set for the e

y bank account with tuition due in three days since I don't have the luxury of free tuition normally

h and God I hope I don't have to reach out to my parents. Give them yet another

esponse after hitting send on a few emails with my resume atta

ts me. Which I half

ike rent. Coding some minor programs for startups and several odd jobs has so far covered tuition, but the well is

on my inbox ag

ues, I'll be hitting the unemployment office a

ucking

sing the time to get my feet back on the ground and find

ool is out for another couple of weeks so for now it's just me w

how I'll react seeing them again, but I have a timer set on getting my body under control. So far, it's not going so gre

life is kic

nearly bump into the one person who can

air of familiar green eyes lock with mine. My clouds bu

r

an with his modestly graying hair and metal rimmed glasses as I right myself. I've learned

gs, sure, but after three and a half years of the same thing the heart hardens after a wh

. "Have you heard

he deep lines around his eyes and mouth.

puter bag a little harder tha

e's not asking, 'Hey sweetheart how's your thesis coming along? Should we

ite my

instead of how he wants me to be brushes past me. Without turning around he calls ba