"Burn." Dion muttered under his breath, and the class erupted into laughter.
Amanda's face turned beet red, her nails digging into the desk in frustration before she whipped her head toward Griffin, her voice high-pitched and aggrieved.
"Do something!" She demanded, her pathetic plea dripping with entitlement as if Griffin was supposed to step in and defend her honor.
But Griffin's expression was the perfect picture of unimpressed as he gave her a look that clearly said, Are you stupid?
The whole thing was too much for Roman, and he crumpled forward in laughter, his shoulders shaking from the force of it. Apparently, this was shaping up to be one of the most entertaining classes he'd attended in a while.
Unfortunately, Mr. Radcliff was not amused. "Violet Purple," he called out, "you seem to have a problem with the sacred mate bond." The way he said it made it seem as if she had insulted it somehow.
