Chapter 41: Studying With a Catch

About an hour into studying, Jackson interrupted me for the sixth time. I'd started counting after the third, mostly because I wanted to know how much of my evening I was going to lose to questions that had absolutely nothing to do with Professor Thompson's material.

"Have you been to her place?"

I put my pen down and looked at him. "Can you focus for more than five minutes?"

Jackson leaned back in his chair, looking completely unbothered. "Do you want me to answer that honestly, cause I can. I really can."

Before I could reply, Nicole walked in from the kitchen.

"Dinner's ready," she said. "Do you guys want to eat now, or should I give you a little more time?"

Jackson immediately pushed his chair back and stood up. "I'll help you serve it, Professor Collins."

Nicole smiled. "It's fine. I can handle it."

"Are you sure, Professor Collins? I really don't mind helping."

"It's really fine, Jackson. I've got it."