Testing Her Professor by C.M. Steele

Author:C.M. Steele [Steele, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

We sleep through the night. My internal clock has me up before the sun’s out, even though I only managed about six hours. I reach over and grab my phone off the nightstand to check the time and see it’s five in the morning. I’m supposed to clear out my office today, but I’m going to be a little late because I’m not ready to give her an inch of space.

There’s no way I can take her with me because even though I can tell them apart, most people wouldn’t notice the slight differences. I’m not worried about my career since I never plan to teach again. Still, my poor Alyssa worked hard to get her sister out of college, and despite my annoyance with Alexa, I feel bad for the girl. Had I known I was the only one keeping her from graduation, I would have done something sooner.

After I use the bathroom, I slip on my boxer briefs to stave off the temptation to take her again. I go into their kitchen and get myself a glass of water. I walk and scroll through my emails and finish those up while taking a seat on her sofa. Seeing her phone on the floor, I pick it up and program my number in there before she wakes up. I’m just about to head back and lay down when I hear her phone ringing—a surge of jealousy courses through me at the thought of someone calling her this early. I look down and laugh. It’s my dear lousy student, and I answer.

“Alyssa, finally,” she says.

“Hello, Alexa.” I have a shit-eating grin on my face, picturing her expression similar to Alyssa’s yesterday. I’m a dick, but she needs a lesson taught. Putting my woman in trouble isn’t acceptable to me, but I’ll let this one slide since it brought her to me.

“Oh, fucking shit. What the fuck are you doing with my sister’s phone?” She’s shocked for a whole half a second before she gets angry and suspicious.

“She left it in my classroom after her exam. Hmm…that explains why you aced the test. Not missing a single question.” I smile to myself, enjoying this subterfuge a little too much.

“Damn it, I told her to botch a couple of them.” I hear her covering her mouth as if somehow she can take it back.

“Don’t worry. I’ll pretend we didn’t have this conversation with one important condition.” Knowing that I’m in the living room and Alyssa can’t hear me, I finish my demand.

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