Chapter 78: One More Night
At that, Elias's tears stopped on the spot.
Then, incredibly, he shook his head. "N-no. I can't. Homework has to be done by the person it belongs to."
Sloane laughed outright.
Where, exactly, had Giselle found someone this hopelessly earnest?
Giselle's brows drew tight. A man who could sell his body, who could climb over a locked perimeter after curfew, was suddenly going to cling to the principle that homework had to be completed with his own two hands?
And yet, once she reminded herself this was Elias, it stopped feeling entirely impossible.
Her voice turned colder. "Do you plan on staying up all night?"
"I do want to sleep, but…" Elias started to resist on instinct, only to falter when he met the sudden severity in her eyes. He folded almost immediately and changed course. "…but you're not in my major. Would you even know how to do any of this?"
