PROFESSOR FEELGOOD by Rayven Leisa

Author:Rayven, Leisa
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LEISA RAYVEN
Published: 2018-09-15T16:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

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Write On

WHEN JAKE EMERGES FROM the bathroom fifteen minutes later, he’s fully dressed. The steam that wafts out the door might smell delicious, but it’s clear he’s still tense. That makes two of us.

I make myself look busy and unaffected, but the longer I spend around him, the harder it gets.

“Your phone rang while you were in the shower,” I say, not looking at him. “Several times. Someone’s eager to see you. When you didn’t answer, they sent a text.”

He walks over to the upended apple crate he’s using as a nightstand and picks up his phone. I watch without being obvious. After he checks the screen, he taps something into it and holds it up to his ear.

He glances at me. “Is checking my phone part of your duties? Do I need to start paying a secretarial fee?”

I focus on my computer screen, adjusting the rough timeline for our writing sessions. “Nope. I didn’t touch your phone. The insistent beeping gave it away.”

“Hi, it’s Jacob Stone,” he says quietly into the phone as he walks to the opposite side of the apartment. He keeps his voice low, but unfortunately for him, the lack of walls means this place has amazing acoustics. Even from a dozen yards away, I can hear him clearly.

“Uh huh.” He glances over at me. I act like I’m not watching and listening. “I can’t get there this morning; I’ll swing by this afternoon.” He pauses for a second, listening, then says, “Yeah, okay. See you then.”

Wow. Such a smooth talker.

He hangs up before walking back toward the bed.

“Everything okay?” I ask, blithely. “Will your booty call survive without you?”

“What makes you think it’s a booty call?”

“The only reason a phone rings that many times is because someone really needs something. A guy friend would never call that much.”

He slides the phone into his pocket, then grabs a couple of notebooks from beside the bed. “For the record, I don’t do booty calls.”

“Oh? So, you’re a monk these days?”

“No. Just not really into meaningless sex.”

“That’s new. You used to bounce from woman to woman without breaking a sweat.”

“Yeah, then I became an adult.” He walks over and stands beside me. “What about you? I don’t see an engagement ring, but I have no doubt you’re making some poor guy miserable in your spare time. Are you as bossy in bed as you are in business?”

“I’m not talking about my sex life with you.”

“Is that because you don’t have one, or …?”

That one hits too close to home, and my face blushes hot.

“Oh, I see,” he says. “You’re having bad sex. Got it. So, I take it your taste in men hasn’t improved since dating my step-brother then.”

As if this conversation has prompted it, my phone beeps with a text message, and of course, when I flip it open, I see it’s from my boyfriend.

<Hey, beautiful. How’s your first day going? Wrangled your headstrong author yet? I’m sure you’re knocking it out of the park. Give me a call when you can.

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