"Trouble?" Rhodes lifted his brows in amusement. "Have I been in trouble with rich men before? Why does it sound familiar?"
"I forgot his name… Something close to Atkinson…" Lumen hummed and drummed her fingers on her chin. She looked at Rhodes again. "Anyway, it's very traumatic for you, you said. First year of high school and everyone hated everything about you. You're too enthralling, attractive, uh… intelligent! That Atkinson guy messed with you. You're only lucky Professor Wester kept him at bay…"
She patted her lap as if a substitute for jumping around. "You swore off playing with rich boys. It was a rough battle, but you made it out alive! Man, I wish I could have attended Wester-Coles, too. I just… My mom can't handle that."
