Chapter 18

TESSA POV

"Why are you here?" I asked the moment I spotted Malcolm sitting in the living room, calm as ever, as though nothing unusual had happened at all.

Only a few hours ago he had sat in front of my entire class as Professor Malcolm, introduced himself, warned everyone against noise, and left without giving a single person the chance to question him. And now here he was, in the apartment he'd rented for me. My apartment. Our apartment, apparently.

He lifted his eyes from the phone in his hand. "Do I need your permission?"

"No." I closed the door behind me and walked further into the...