Page 27 of Trapped With My Teacher

I snort with laughter, then elbow him, then grab him and kiss him again, too wildly happy right now to care who sees or what it means. We’ll figure this out. If we survived a whole week in a blizzard, against all odds, together, then I’d say we can handle anything life has to throw at us.

“I’m sorry I ever doubted you, Professor.” I grin up at him. He cups my cheek and smiles back.

“I’ll forgive you this one time, Corina,” he replies jokingly. Then those eyes of his go dark with intensity. “Because now, I know how amazing you really are.”

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