The first day Grace walked into my domain, my world stood still. Without knowing anything, I knew this for certain, she was mine. It was against every rule the college had, but I was born to break the rules. For her, I’d figure out a way to break them faster.
Genetics in Physical Anthropology is the only class I look forward to each week, but it wasn’t because of the class. God knows it could have been a class on paint drying and I would have been just as excited because of Professor Baldwin. He made me desire things I never wanted before.
