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I looked up to see two dude-bros wearing basketball shorts and sandals racing up the steps of an old brick building. Above the door was a sign: Hubbard Hall. I ran after them and practically threw myself inside. The door shut behind me leaving me standing in the atrium, looking—and feeling—like a wet rat.

“Kill me…” I sighed as I did my best to wring the water out of my clothes as other students passed me on their way to classes. I could just feel their looks, judging me. The first day of classes and I was already that weird girl who looked like she’d swum across campus.

I debated going back to change, but without an umbrella I’d just end up soaking through another set of clothes. So once I was slightly less drenched, I found my lecture hall and kept my head down as I found a seat in the corner. I was late—last for my first class of the year—and being called out by the teacher was the last thing I needed.

Anatomy 101. It was a gen-ed but also a requirement for the nursing program I was hoping to get into. Despite my morning from hell, I was excited to get to work, but as I opened my notebook and uncapped my pen, something happened that had me questioning my sanity.

I looked up and saw him.

What the, what the, what the fuck?

“So as I said, welcome to Anatomy 101!” he announced from the desk, looking like every girl’s dream professor. He was wearing dark chinos with loafers and a tight button-up with the top two buttons undone. My heart lunged into my throat and my entire body went warm. I felt my cheeks blushing and didn’t know whether to leap out of my seat or slink down deeper into it.

For a moment, I questioned my own sanity. It—it couldn’t be…right?

But then our eyes met, and a shiver quaked through me that was unmistakable. There was that same chiseled jaw. That same designer stubble. The same fierce gaze that had hypnotized me last night. And when I felt my heart flutter and a different kind of wetness between my legs, I knew.

It was him.

My gorgeous stranger from last night…was my fucking teacher.

Chapter Three

Caleb

My body went tight. My blood was roaring. I stepped quickly behind the lecture desk to hide the bulge that grew instantly beneath my pants.

Holy shit, it’s her!

For some reason, she’d taken her seat in the least conspicuous corner of the classroom, but that hadn’t stopped me from spotting her instantly. Those same eyes from last night. The same mouth-watering curves that set my heart on fire. I could practically feel the cum forming in my balls as I stared at her like a lion stares at a gazelle.

I craved her. I had to have her. I’d watched her slip away from me once and I was not going to let that happen again. But what was I supposed to do? I’d just walked into my first lecture of the year and had the whole hour already planned out.

How had she done this to me? No girl had ever had this kind of power over me. I could already feel a few cute glances from a handful of the freshman girls, but they didn’t even register. The only thing I could see right now was her.

I was fucking hypnotized. She’d taken hold of me and there was nothing I could do about it. There was no fighting it. I only had one option: take her, claim her, and bind her to me forever.

“Everyone’s got their books?” I asked, realizing I’d been standing there silently for too long. “I am Professor Grey, and I appreciate you all braving the storm to come and be here with me, but, uh…”

Don’t do it. Remain professional!

I leaned forward and tilted my hips back, giving my dick a bit more room as it grew beneath my pants. How was I supposed to teach like this? Normally, I was a pretty kinetic teacher who liked to move around, walk up to the front row, use the whole enormous whiteboard—but with a fat fucking hard-on, none of that was possible.

This girl was seriously hampering my ability to do my job.

Power through, Caleb. You can do this.

I looked back at her and our eyes met again, and it was like a shot of adrenaline straight to my heart. Slowly, I took a deep breath and tried to keep myself calm. But I was like a starving man who’d just laid eyes on the world’s juiciest steak with a slice of cake and a bowl of ice cream beside it.

…and I knew, that like that starving man, I couldn’t resist.

“But I’m going to take it easy on you all today,” I announced, tearing my eyes from hers so I could address the class. “And just say this—make sure you stay up to date on the bulletin board online, read the class rules in the syllabus, go through the first chapter and be ready to discuss it on Wednesday. Class dismissed!”

The students cheered like I’d just told them I was covering all their student loans. Dudes high-fived and girls gawked at each other as they all got their things together and started to filter out.

I wanted to call out to her, but I didn’t even know her name! As she stood up, her wet hair draped in front of her face like a siren calling out to me, there was no stopping it—I went for it.

“Miss?” I called out, motioning towards her. She looked up. “Miss, can I speak with you for a moment, please?”


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