“Same time next week?” Ethan asks, brushing some of your hair out of your face carefully.

You and him just got finished with your ‘study sesh’, which consists of two hours studying, and the other two having fun.

Secret hookups. Scandalous. But he’s a frat boy and you’re just.. no one, basically. His tutor. But God are you good. He loves the sex you have, but he doesn’t know if he loves you.