Professor Daddy: A Dark Daddy Romance (Dark Daddies Book 5) by B. B. Hamel

Author:B. B. Hamel [Hamel, B. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

11

Clara

I’m buzzing with nervous energy as we step out of the cab in front of an old Victorian-style building about ten minutes from campus in a sleepy little neighborhood.

“Apartment?” I say softly.

Jason pays the fare and grins at me. “Well, house.”

“You live here?”

He nods as the cab speeds away. He walks toward the front steps and looks over his shoulder.

“You coming?”

I follow him up onto the front porch. There’s a turret-style tower to the left, with more peaks to this roof than I thought possible. It looks like the kind of house you’d read about in a fantasy novel where some kids get lost in a giant coat closet.

Or maybe a house from a horror movie.

We step in through the front door. “I figured I’d buy this place when I came here,” he says. “Believe it or not, there aren’t many apartments. Plus, I like having the space.”

Inside, it’s nothing at all like I expected. I thought it would be all dark old wood and peeling wallpaper, but instead… it’s shockingly modern.

He flicks a switch and it fills with light. The downstairs is wide open, with only a single staircase in the middle to break it up. He grins at me.

“I did some work to it, obviously,” he says.

“It’s beautiful,” I manage.

“Most of the floors are original,” he says, steering me toward the back. There’s a living room, an eating space with a big wooden table, and a beautiful new kitchen.

We stop in the kitchen and he opens a bottle of wine. “There are seven fireplaces, all original. There are some original lighting fixtures, original windows, stuff like that. I tried to keep as much of the original charm while updating the place to make it actually livable.”

“I think you did a good job.”

He laughs. “It’s easy when you have more money than you know what to do with.” He pours me a drink. “Have some.”

I take a sip. Already the memory of running into those professors is starting to fade.

But it makes no sense. I mean, the way he’s reacting to it.

Getting caught by people he works with is basically the worst-case scenario. That’s what he’s so worried about. I mean, it’s what I’m afraid of, too.

But he doesn’t seem to care about these guys, and I don’t understand why. He says they’re all corrupt assholes, but still…

“Jason,” I say after taking a big, long drink. He frowns and stops talking about the house. “What are we going to do?”

He sighs and sips his wine. “Don’t worry, okay?”

“How am I supposed to do that? We just got caught.”

“Not exactly,” he says slowly. “And those guys…”

“You keep doing this. Why does it matter who caught us?”

“They can be bought.”

That stops me up short. “Bought?”

“Right. Bought.” He takes a deep breath. “I’m going to bribe the shit out of them.”

“Bribe them,” I repeat, shaking my head. “You’re insane. That’s, like, gangster movie stuff.”

“Not really,” he says. “You’d be surprised how often it happens. I mean, these guys are regional professors in a small school.

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