her pencil, her hands suddenly icy. Seth met her gaze and gave a comfortable half smile as if he sat with her every day.
“How’s it goin’?” He leaned on his forearms on the table and shifted closer so she could hear him over the noisy hum of surrounding conversations.
Victoria froze.
She’d studied him in class as much as she’d studied the skeleton. As a teaching assistant for her anatomy class, Seth usually sat in one of the front corners of the lecture hall, his profile prime for her gaze. Occasionally he would turn her direction, but she’d hastily shift her gaze to the professor. Seth Rutledge was a bit of a distraction. Tall, athletic, dark-haired, with a genuine smile that made most of the girls in the class focus on him instead of the professor. Victoria had noticed that Seth’s line of students with questions during office hours was usually longer than the professor’s. And mostly female.
She’d been guilty of stopping in during office hours with a question or two. Seth had always been polite and spot-on with his answers. It’d been more of a test to see if the brain in his head was as gorgeous as the man. As far as she could tell, Seth Rutledge was the real deal. Blessed with smarts and looks. But he didn’t seem to have the ego that accompanied the looks.
“You having any problems with that?” He nodded at her text.
Victoria blinked.
Speak.
“No, not at all.”
The silence dragged between them. She continued to study his blue eyes. He had the slightest bit of gold around the pupils and his black lashes created perfect frames for the masterpieces.
Speak more!
“I really like this section of the class. I’d rather study the skeletal system than the respiratory system any day.”
Much better.
She commanded her lips to give a casual smile. “What are you doing here so late?”
Sometimes Victoria ran down a checklist when she carried on a conversation. Social skills weren’t her specialty. She admired women who could talk on and on about anything under the sun, but for her it was a struggle. She was a private person. She spent a lot of time in her head, studying and analyzing the world around her; that didn’t mean she wanted to share her thoughts with every person she met. To avoid the tongue-tying conversations, she’d formed a mental checklist. First on the list was to turn the topic back to the other person. She didn’t care to talk about herself.
Seth smiled as if he’d recognized her tactic. “I’m usually walking by here about this time of night after using the pool. I live only a block away. I’ve seen you in here at late hours several times.”
He’d noticed her?
“Ah… I haven’t seen you.”
“That’s because you’ve always got your nose buried in a text. No wonder you ace every test.”
Elation bubbled in her chest. He’d noticed her
and
he’d noticed her scores. The look in his eyes was frank admiration. Was he flirting? Or was he just being polite? What had driven him to sit at her table? She tilted her head. Sincerity rang true in his voice and gaze.
He’s interested in me?
“Do you swim every day?” Victoria repeated rule number one, turning the conversation away from herself.
“Just about. I like to do it in the late evening. The pool isn’t crowded and I can focus and think about other things. Helps me sleep, too. I get a weird sort of energy that I need to burn off in the evenings or else I can’t sleep. It’s a nighttime ritual for me.”
“I like to read,” said Victoria. “I switch to fiction before I go to sleep, otherwise I lay awake thinking about what I was studying.”
Seth nodded. “But what do you like to do for fun?”
“That
is
fun. You’re not a reader? Fun doesn’t have to be physical.”
His eyes crinkled as his grin grew, and she winced at her words.
“That was funny.”
Victoria’s cheeks heated, but she kept her chin up. Seth continued to grin, and she felt her stomach do a quick series of flips.
“I guess