Never fall in love with your professor…
I didn’t know he was my professor the first time I met him.
Gorgeous. Sandy brown hair, beautiful green eyes, rich as sin and hot AF.
He looked like a Greek god in Burberry and imported leather shoes.
He smelled of exotic spices, of luxurious comforts and danger.
The first thought that came to mind when I saw him…
Are men like him even legal?
It started out with an accidental kiss and now I can’t stop thinking about him.
He tasted like honey and citrus, a flavor as sinfully sweet as his kiss.
His touch seemed to awaken sensations and feelings I had shoved down into the depths of my soul long ago.
Things I thought I could live without all these years.
Until I met him.
I know he’s completely off-limits.
Taboo.
So why does something so wrong feel so right?
It didn’t matter that I was risking everything.
The apprenticeship, my degree, my future.
But the way he looks at me makes me want to give up everything.
So, I have a choice to make.
Do I confess my love and risk my career?
Or…. let my heart shatter to pieces?