The lengths I will go to in an attempt to find a story about adults falling in love where one happens to be in the other's class. Bad, bad lengths. An age-appropriate student/teacher romance, I'm promised, but where was the intellectual connection, or even any appreciation for the educational aspect? Because between all the heavy making out and sexing, somebody forgot to actually illustrate why they're in love. This is probably my fault for thinking a romance novel could transcend its genre, but I'm here and this is a novelty for me, so I shall make sport of it.
Honestly, I have reasons for seeking stories about smart people getting together. Those reasons do not involve what felt like 40 pages of discussion about the many ways in which he would like see her naked and do the things he's fantasized about. Which is supposed to be cool because, of course, he loves her. Even though it's very explicitly pointed out that he never gave any thought to her like that until he randomly kissed her in a moment of sports-related excitement, and then apparently got so turned on that this magic kiss sustained his unquenchable love through ten years of no contact with her.
Allow me to summarize the basic courtship as I saw it:
"Hey, haven't seen you in a while. I love you, let's sleep together."
"I love you too, no."
"BUT I LOVE YOU. We cannot deny this powerful force based on your beautifully shaped breasts!"
"But we musn't! You're a teacher and I'm your student! Even though you give me all these funny feelings."
"So what! There's no rules against it! Who cares what the world thinks!"
"Oh my!"
(insert heavy makeout/petting session)
"Changed your mind yet?"
"Goodness, I'm so hot and bothered now. Thanks to my terrible ex-husband, I never knew what passion was."
"Lucky for you, I am excellent instructor; let me teach you all about the ways of The Sex. Also, I love you."
"But you're still a teacher and I'm still your student."
"STOP SAYING THAT. YOU KNOW I'M RIGHT."
(rinse and repeat for a while)
It's a romance novel. You can guess how it eventually works out. I rather wish I'd just skipped to that step.