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“Professor?” I squeak.He was the wall I ran into? “What are you doing here?!”
He looks absolutely mortified and quickly throws my towel down on top of me in a vain attempt to cover me up before it’s too late.
Itistoo late though. Something darkens in his gaze before his eyes snap from mine like a whip. I watch in morbid fascination at his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows harshly.
He’s seen it all.Everything. My nipples pebble in the cold air and for the first time, I truly understand that saying about wishing the ground would swallow you up. I gulp and the sound seems to echo along the corridor, deafening the silence surrounding us.
Does he like what he sees?
Oh my god, Malia! He’s your professor!Andhe’s been a total dick to you since day one. You cannot be crushing on him too! You have your hands full already.
“We’re waiting for you downstairs.” His voice lashes at me, harsher than it ever was in the classroom.
See? He’s a dick.
“I-I’ll just get dressed. Sorry. I’ll be right down.”
He doesn’t answer or even attempt to help me up.
“Dick,” I murmur under my breath, hopefully too low for him to hear.
I stare as he turns on his heel and strides away with purpose. All I can think is that it’s so…alien seeing him out of school.
No, that isn’t it.I’ve seen him in a bar before now, I’m sure of it. No. The weird feeling comes from seeing him so casually dressed, I think. I watch from my prone position on the floor as he retreats, light grey sweatpants clinging to his ass in a way that evenIcan appreciate. Summer has told me all about sweatpants season of course, so I unfortunately know exactly why I’m on fire and there’s a little bit of dribble at the corner of my mouth.
My cheeks flame, and I get to my feet and duck into the safety of Cove’s room. I amnotcrushing on my professor. He’s far too much of an arsehole for me to like him.
No way.
Oh there’s always a way, Malia. Always.
Holy fuck, what the hell was that?
I stride away down the corridor without looking back at the siren I’ve left on the floor. Thinking about the way I just spoke to her makes me cringe. Can she tell how she affected me? Could she see how hard she made me?
Jesus Christ, I’ve been hard – andpracticallyfucking sober – since she called me out about my drinking after class that day. What’s that…about two weeks now? A damn record that’s for sure.
One which needs to be broken.
I stomp down the stairs more loudly than I intend and head straight for the kitchen.
Why didn’t Cove warn me that she was taking a shower? He knew damn well that I was coming to find her. He must have known there was a chance she wouldn’t be dressed. I never for a second expected to crash into her in the hallway.
Fucking naked!
Deliciously, perfectly, made for me, naked.
“You okay?” Reef asks.
“Fine,” I grunt. I don’t even know if the actual sounds needed to make the word come out. But a one-syllable answer requires a one growl grunt.
I didn’t even ask if she was okay, or check to see if she was hurt. I’m such a dick.
Though, she didn’tlookhurt. She looked…fucking delicious. Absolutely fuckable. Breakable. Delicate. Yet so fucking strong at the same time.
I’d love to break her in my bed. Or over any hard, flat surface really.
My cock throbs.
