Chapter 11

“Shoot,” Beth groused as she dug through her backpack. “I was in such a rush to leave the house this morning I must have forgotten my set.”

“You can borrow some of my tools,” I told her. “I bought the deluxe kit, and it has double of everything.”

Dr. Autry walked up to our table. “Did I hear you say your name was Dante?”

“Uh…yes, sir.” I froze in place.

“That’s rather unusual.”

“My Mum had a thing for the poet. And then…well…I was born in Rome.” My dick started to become hard, and my cheeks felt so hot you’d be able to start a fire simply by touching the corner of a piece of paper to them. I crossed my legs and gave him an innocent smile. At least I hoped it looked innocent.

“But you’re American.”

“Actually, I hold citizenship not only for the United States, but for Italy and Great Britain as well.”

“You are unusual. I’d like to hear more about you.”