The Professor (Becoming Jane) by Adare Alexis

Author:Adare, Alexis [Adare, Alexis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Geek Girl Books
Published: 2014-05-05T16:00:00+00:00

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My phone buzzed, and I picked it up, checking the screen. Incoming call from Charlie. Dammit. I put her on vid-chat, propped the phone up on the counter and smoothed my hair into a ponytail as I answered.

"Hey, baby sis. What's up?"

"What's up?" she said, incredulous. "You did not just ask me what's up! What's up yourself? What's up!" she glared at me from the screen, a large glass of wine, balanced precariously in her hand.

"So what's tonight's poison?" I asked, turning back to the mirror I reached for my makeup bag.

"Merlot," she snapped, taking a sip from the glass. "I was promised juicy details, where are my juicy details?"

"It was a bust, Charlie, there's nothing to tell. That's why I didn't call."

"Inconceivable!"

"You keep using that word..." I began.

"Nah, don't try to divert me with Princess Bride quotes, you geek."

"You started it." I grinned at her and began the process of applying my stage makeup.

"Whatevs," she rolled her eyes. "So...WTF Janie?"

I shrugged at the camera.

"No really. What the ever-loving fuck? That dress was perfection. Did you have like boogers, or bad breath or something?"

"Ha. Giggle snort. You're so funny Charlie." I flashed a snarky smile at the camera. "I take it Mason isn't over. You usually don't drink Merlot, or use such colorful language when he's around."

"Don't start," she warned. "And don't change the subject."

Charlotte's boyfriend is a rich prep school dick-bag. She already knows what I think of him and she was right to see my jab for the diversionary tactic it was. I quit stalling, and filled her in, hitting all the high and the low points of the conversation I'd had with the Professor that afternoon.

"Well shit," she said, slurping her wine. "He's just like, unrelentingly charming isn't he?"

"Overall, yes. But he loses a few points with that rejection, don't you think?" I asked, glancing over at her while I popped open my eye shadow compact.

"Nope, he gains."

"What?"

"Stay with me here..." she said over the steady glug of pouring wine. "He's valiant, noble even. He's thinking of your reputation, your honor, well, and his too. But, I mean it's clear from the boner he got when you were all up on his junk that this case of the hots goes both ways. He wants you too, for sure. I'm betting he'll come around. But only if you stop pursuing him."

"I have," I said. "This afternoon was my last hurrah. Although I did leave him thirsty."

"Good. Because you know what I'm thinking?" She paused and sipped her wine, musing quietly over the top of her glass.

"No," I prompted. "I love you endlessly but I cannot read your mind."

"Okay, I'm putting on my Mom hat for a second."

I groaned. Our Mother, Lydia, is a therapist, specifically a sex therapist. Broadly speaking she loves nothing so much in this world as examining and analyzing the nooks and crannies of other people's psyche. Charlie had inherited this adorable little talent from my mother. And by adorable I mean annoying.

"No, Janie, listen.

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