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“I can be a good boy if that’s what you really want,” I stated with a wink while grabbing my bag off the floor. Standing, I slung the strap over my shoulder and blatantly adjusted my obvious bulge.
Sexy Professor’s gaze flitted down to my groin but jerked back up just as quick.
Busted.
I grinned at the flush of pink rising over his cheek bones. “See ya around, Teach,” I murmured.
A muscle ticked in his jaw, but I could feel his gaze follow me as I sauntered out the door. I might have added a little extra sway to my hips. Flexed my fine ass for his enjoyment while cursing myself for not wearing tighter jeans that properly showed off the goods. Still, I definitely had left behind an impression I hoped would haunt him, straight or otherwise.
I could honor his wishes to keep professional with what came out of my mouth just so I could remain in his class since I needed the credits to graduate. But my eyes? They had a mind of their own, same as my dick, and I wasn’t about to police either.
As for the whole not fucking on the side while employed by Elite as one of their escorts?
That man was temptation enough I would kick my brother’s rule to the curb given the chance to bend over a desk for Professor D’Angelo’s enjoyment—and my own.
Chapter 6
Matteo
I’d never been so blatantly hit on in my entire life.
I’d also never been so off-balance and embarrassed by the absolute lack of filter on a person. Hell, I even felt angry although I wasn’t sure exactly why.
Sean’s eyes had flirted from the moment our gazes had met, but the words out of his mouth once alone with him? The boy was beyond trouble, and while I should have been turned off by him coming on to me, I found my ego…boosted.
I scrubbed a hand down over my face, my scruff scratching my palm.
What was I going to do with him?
My better sense told me to get him transferred out of my class immediately, but on what grounds? I refused to ruin a driven student’s desire to further their education, so reporting his behavior was out of the question. He’d found the guts to return to school ten years after graduating high school, so the kid obviously meant business about getting his degree.
I got the feeling he took his latest step in life seriously, but what about the rest of how he’d acted? As the next generation, had he simply been dishing out compliments I wasn’t familiar with, or was my gut instinct he’d wanted more than an exchange of words spot-on?
Either way, he’d made me uncomfortable in my own skin, and I was strangely moved and annoyed by that truth.
The door to my classroom opened, and adrenaline shot straight to my heart. It wasn’t Sean returning for more banter but students for my next class.
How had time slipped by without me knowing?
I glanced at my watch, stunned at how long I’d been stewing over every minute of being in Sean Fox’s presence. Never had a student—or another person for that matter—affected me so thoroughly or quickly upon meeting them.
Katie was a burst of sunshine.
The thought flitted through my mind, halting my brain’s ambling. She’d stolen my breath and infiltrated my dreams from the moment we’d met. Instantaneous attraction had tightened every muscle in my body, and I hadn’t been able to tear my eyes off her from across our college’s cafeteria that first day our freshman year.
Sean had definitely woken…something inside me I hadn’t experienced since Katie. I’d been aware of him throughout the class, distracted by the upbeat energy he radiated. My skin continued to tingle from his presence regardless of the fact he’d left.
Katie had been the same.
I scowled, wondering why I compared my wife’s effect on me to that of a young man. There was no comparison since I was straight and not attracted to the same sex.
A throat cleared.
Blinking, I realized I had a room full of students who all stared at me in expectation. Warmth flooded my face, and I released a slow exhale, scrambling to remember what I was supposed to be doing.
Introductions.
Syllabus handouts.
