Hard Crush by Mira Lyn Kelly

Author:Mira Lyn Kelly [Kelly, Mira Lyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mira Lyn Kelly
Published: 2018-03-05T18:00:00+00:00

THERE’S NO ESCAPING it. Hank Wagner’s new robotics program is the talk of the school. The students, the faculty, and even the media have picked up on his latest contribution to the next generation.

What he’s doing is amazing and generous… and I’m the worst person in the world because all I can think is that I’m going to wring his neck.

My last class ends, and I linger in my room. I know he’s still in the school.

I can feel it.

He doesn’t keep me waiting long. I hear his voice from down the hall… with Novak, I think. There’s some conversation I can’t quite make out and then the sound of footsteps outside the classroom.

My door is open, but Hank knocks anyway.

“This is because I wouldn’t go on a date with you?”

I’m zero to shrill in point-six seconds flat and Hank raises a brow, closing the door behind him.

“Wow, that’s some ego you’re lugging around there. Sure you don’t need a hand with it?”

When I don’t answer, he crosses his arms and gives me a stern look from behind those stupid, sexy dark frames. The muscles in his shoulders and upper arms flex and the fabric of his shirt pulls tight, temporarily distracting me from the mad I’ve been working up all day.

He crosses to my desk, rounds to my side, and sits at the edge.

So casual.

So comfortable.

So infuriatingly close with his knee a scant inch from my shoulder.

“This is because I love science and technology, Abby.” His voice is low, steady. “It’s because I’ve dedicated my life to making the future a better place to live.” He leans closer, and the hint of cologne I pick up has me fighting against the urge to bury my nose in his neck. God, he has an unbelievable neck. “And I believe inspiring the next generation is a critical part of the process.”

He reaches out and tucks a few strands of hair behind my ear, letting his fingers linger around the shell.

That touch.

Refusing to let him see what it’s done to me, how my internal temperature has just shot through the roof and my belly has that rollercoaster feel… I narrow my eyes.

He lets out a gruff laugh, looks down at the floor, and then leans closer still. “And it’s because you wouldn’t go out with me.”

My breath catches, and Hank stands and pushes his glasses back up as he starts for my door. “But mostly because of the kids… Fine, it’s partly because of the kids.” He opens the door and shoots me a crooked smile. “The kids are getting a shit-ton out of this. Does it really matter what the ratio of intent is?”

It matters to me.

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