"Ready for another day of hell?" Clara greeted as she opened the door.
"It wasn't that bad."
"They wouldn't even talk to me anymore, and they called you a stalker."
"To be fair, I've been called way worse."
"Why? Do you do creepy things in your time off?"
"Are you kidding? I eat a big meal and them sleep as long as I can. You can be exhausting, you know?"
"Yeah, well so can you!"
"Okay, sure. Just act natural, you have--" Jacob held up the fingers for his countdown as Clara busied herself with a magazine. She wasn't sure she could do this every morning.
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RomanceClara Alderson was just an ordinary English major. She had some good friends, some bad grades and some wild memories. What she didn't have was more of a problem: money. Her parents had always warned her there were no jobs for English majors, and it...
