Me: Won’t your TA be there?
HF: She has a class right after this one. Now focus on your assignment ??
“What’s got you smiling like that?” Fallon asked.
“Uh … My brother texted me a stupid meme,” I lied.
“Mmhmm. Sure.”
Ignoring my friend, I placed my phone back in front of me and tried to concentrate on the article, but by the end of class, I still had no idea what we were supposed to have learned that day. Maybe myprofessorcould give me a one-on-one lecture to get me caught up.
“I’ll see you back at the house,” Fallon said as he stood to leave after Hayden dismissed everyone.
“See ya,” I replied, taking my time packing up.
I waited a couple of minutes before making my way to Hayden’s office. A few students were chatting in the hallway, but none were from my class. To keep up pretenses, I knocked on the open door, peeked my head inside, and said, “Professor Foster, do you have a minute?”
“I do. Come in.”
When I closed and locked the door, he rose from his seat and came toward me. As soon as he was close, I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in so I could capture his mouth with mine.
“I think I need to transfer out of your class,” I muttered against his lips.
He pulled back immediately. “What?”
“I’m kidding. But could you try to look a little less sexy? It’s really distracting.”
He laughed. “It’s just as hard for me.”
My hand slid down until I was cupping him through his slacks. “Sure seems that way.”
“Fuck. Seriously though, we need to be careful.”
“You don’t need to lecture me about being careful. You’re the one who told me to come to your office.”
He groaned. “I know. I just needed to see you, but we shouldn’t be doing anything here.”
“Okay, well, when can I see you again?” I asked.
“Do you have plans Friday night?”
I sighed. “Yeah, I’m going on a ski trip with some guys in my frat. I’ll be gone the entire weekend.”
“Damn, I really wanted to spend some time with you.”
I frowned. I wanted to spend time with him too, but I didn’t want to bail on the trip either. Besides, it would only make Fallon more suspicious. “You could always come and get your own room.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Why not?”
He glared at me. “Because we’re supposed to be keeping things between us a secret, and spending a weekend with your frat bros is the exact opposite of that.”
“I didn’t mean you’d be hanging out with us. But if you came up there, I could sneak away without making it obvious, and we could spend some time together.”
He shook his head. “That’s not a good idea.”
“Just think about it. I promise to make it worth your while.” I winked.
