Temptation (The Hunted, #1)

by Ivy Smoak

Miss Taylor, I hate to think that you make walking around in the middle of the night a habit. But if you find yourself alone in the rain again, please do not hesitate to call me if you feel you are in need of an escort. - J. H. 152-726-0133

No, I wasn't a bad girl, but I wanted to be bad for him.

I felt the smile spread over my face. I typed out, "I was a bit chilly after you left me naked and alone in your office, Professor Hunter," and pressed send.

"When we're together, I can assure you that I don't see anyone else in the room. You always have my undivided attention."

"Where I stand on things? Penny, I don't relish the idea of sharing you, if that is what you're referring to."

He had a wicked look in his eyes. "You have a lot to learn." "Then teach me, Professor Hunter."

I knew why I had gotten so upset tonight. Because I wasn't just fucking my professor. I was in deep. I loved him. I'm in love with my Comm professor.

"I'm sure it won't be that bad. I brought brownies." He held up a pan covered with aluminum foil. Brownies were second only to condoms on my list of favorite things that come in foil.

"I feel like a Disney princess. Which makes you the handsome prince that rescued me. But I didn't even realize that I needed rescuing."