My Dirty Professor by Cassandra Dee

Author:Cassandra Dee [Blake, Cassandra Dee & Kendall]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cassandra Dee Romance
Published: 2019-01-19T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Evie

A year later …

Chip slings his arm over my shoulders, almost squashing me.

“Heya, big girl,” he greets, nuzzling my hair fondly. “Ohhh, you smell good.”

I smile wanly because since we both matriculated at State, Chip is my wannabe boyfriend. He isn’t my actual boyfriend; I can’t go that far, and I make sure he knows it.

“I can’t, Chip,” I’d explained halfheartedly one night. “I just can’t.”

“Is it me?” he’d asked, pained, his hulking form looking awkward on the small dorm couch. “Is it something I did?”

And I’d shaken my head miserably.

“No, it’s me,” I’d choked. “I’m just not ready.”

Chip had perked up at that.

“Well, no worries. That’s nothing that time can’t fix,” he’d said eagerly, sitting up straighter. “If we hang out a lot together, I’m sure you’ll feel more ready as the year goes by,” he’d added with a hopeful look in his eyes.

And I hadn’t been able to take the puppy dog smile, or how his eyes had pulled down at the corners. So I’d nodded silently, unable to explain my feelings and how tangled my thoughts were. Because even though it’s been a year since Stone disappeared, my heart’s still with the alpha male. I think of him every day as I lie alone in my dorm bed. My body still catches fire when I dream of the big man, his touch and his caresses.

In fact, there’s been more than one instance when I’ve moaned his name in my sleep.

“You say some weird things in your sleep,” my new roomie Cara had remarked one day, shooting me a curious look.

“Oh really?” I’d asked nonchalantly, my heart thumping. Oh god, hopefully I hadn’t screamed anything like “Touch me Stone!” or “Take me here!”

But Cara had just shaken her head and buried her nose in her book again.

“Yeah, you said the ‘The elevator’s on fire’ or something like that,” she’d commented eventually, avoiding my eyes. “It was weird.”

I’d colored. It had probably been something along the lines of “My body’s on fire” or “My pussy’s on fire,” but it was a good thing Cara had interpreted it as “elevator.” I prayed that I wouldn’t sleep talk again and give myself away.

But that’s the extent of my interaction with Stone these days – all in my dreams. I simply had no idea where he’d disappeared to. Our biology sub had become permanent, and I’d never had a chance to spend another darkened afternoon in the locked classroom again.

Instead, my life had become totally mundane. I’d graduated from Spencer and enrolled at State, going through the motions by dutifully attending class, studying, and even half-heartedly making friends. But I’m so distracted that my new friendships are shallow in nature; the girls are more study buddies or casual acquaintances. My only real friend is still Mindy from back home.

“Hey, girl,” I dial her up. Min had decided to live at home while attending cosmetology school because she wants to be a make-up artist for celebrities, doing camera-ready contouring and even light Botox.

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