Jessica's POV
"I have classes, Max!" frustration coursed through me.
"I do too," he replied. "Missing one class won't make you fail." His gaze turned to me, with his lips curled into a smile, "I could be your tutor if you want."
"Hell no!" I glared at him and he chuckled as his car shot out of the school and into the roads.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked after a few minutes.
"Actually, I don't know. Maybe a beach? A restaurant…? Where do you want to go?" He turned to look at me.
I was stunned. The nerve of this man! "To the hospital."
He frowned, "Why? Are you sick?"
"No. I want to have your brains checked!" I screamed. How could he not have a destination, yet dragged me out of the school?! I should be in class, learning!
