Test Me by Neve Wilder

I have no sympathy for slackers like Josh Pickett, who think that just because they’re athletes they can skate by and leave the academic heavy-lifting to nerds like me.
Nope. Not one ounce of sympathy.
So when I’m assigned to tutor him, I tell him flat out I’m not gonna go easy on him.
I won’t be swayed by his ridiculously sexy dimpled smile. Or that he actually shows up and puts in the work. Bringing me my favorite burger every time? Inconsequential.
And I’m totally gonna ignore the fact that he recently came out as bi.
Because a guy like him and a guy like me would never work.
Right?
**This is a standalone short, spicy-sweet story of 17k with a HFN ending.**