Seducing Professor Cal

Professor Cal liked them young, dumb, and blonde.

Myra knew this so she cut her hair into a chic bob, tinted it to a bright blonde, and spent an awfully long time at Victoria's secret.

By the time she walked into Ciaran Arts College, she was professor Cal’s dream girl. 

She walked past the admin block, glancing down just once at the GPS to make sure she was headed in the right direction.

Every single student she walked past, regardless of their gender, gasped and turned to take a second look. 

It was not long before she heard someone running beside her.

“You’re new. Need some guide?” A male voice said close to her ears. 

Myra turned glassy eyes to the boy who looked at most twenty years old, and managed a frosty smile.

Then she turned away and continued walking. His pace slowed till he dropped behind her.

“Snobbish much, huh?”

She flipped her hair back, and only remembered at the last minute that she no longer had long flowing hair. That hair that had been Aiden’s favorite thing about her.

She sniffed back her tears, held her chin up, and swayed her hips towards Professor Callaghan Dankworth’s class.

She was fashionably late by a few minutes. 

On purpose. 

So, when she pushed the door to the auditorium open, all eyes turned to her just as she’d hoped.

Her eyes scanned all the seats above, before they finally traveled to her target. 

She stifled a sigh. The man was irresistibly hot.

At age forty-five, Professor Cal stood at over six feet, and was more handsome than eighty percent of the male population. 

The sprinkle of silver hair on his beard only seemed to add to the man’s erotic appeal and mysteriousness.

But he was an a*shole. The man she must take down in the next twelve weeks. 

She heard a boy whistle, and some girls whisper among themselves as they watched her with awe, envy, or disgust.

But she only had eyes for the Professor, who was now squinting at her with interest.

“You’re the transfer student?” He spoke up in a gentle, deep voice.

Myra strolled briskly towards him. “Myra Shaw.”

She saw his left eyebrow tilt a little at her confidence. 

She turned away, and began to walk towards a seat she had mentally chosen. But not before she played the old trick. 

She let her heel catch on the wood floor. 

The Professor was quick.

He held his hand out, and she gripped it, saving herself from a fall.

A strange current surged through her veins, raw and startling, and when she looked up in his eyes she saw he felt it too.

The man squinted at her, and soon his surprised smirk degenerated into a frown.

“I take punctuality seriously, Miss Shaw.” He said quietly, not once taking his eyes off her. “You just lost five points, now please go take your seat.”

Myra did not let her disappointment show in her face. 

She pulled her hand out of his, and swayed her curvy hips to her seat. 

“You can sit beside me, beauty.” A boy grinned at her with perfect teeth, and his friends hooted. 

She ignored them, and continued walking up the stairs to her second target.

“May I sit beside you?” She said in a gentle voice. 

Despite how soft her voice was, she still managed to startle the shy looking girl who nodded nervously, and then looked away quickly. 

Myra carefully placed her purse on the floor, and settled into the seat. 

She turned her eyes back to Professor Cal down at the podium, who had now launched into his lesson for the day.

She watched him curiously as her mind traveled back to all his life details she had learned just five days ago, hours before her world turned on its head.

***

“Myra. Drinks at 5pm? The boys are coming.” Sergeant Greg sided up to her as her colleagues crowded into the briefing hall.

Myra turned to smile and accept the invitation, when she felt a hand go round her waist. 

“The only drink she will be having is back at my condo.” Aiden’s deep voice said beside her.

“Captain!” Greg stood at attention with his chest out in salute as Aiden guided Myra further into the hall.

“Is it not inappropriate for a sergeant to be asking a lieutenant to drink?” Aiden quietly said to her with a dark frown.

“These are my colleagues, babe. And our PDA isn’t appropriate either. But everyone looks away in empathy.” She said softly.

Aiden dropped his hand from her waist immediately, and she saw he had taken offense.

“I just meant..” She started to say, but he was already walking ahead. 

She sighed in distress. 

Aiden was so sensitive, and way too proud sometimes.

He hated it when anything about him was short of flawless, and he would pull the sky down if anyone dared to point out those flaws.

She hurriedly sat beside him as the blinds in the room began to come down. 

“I won’t go for drinks with them.” She said, although she would have wished otherwise.

She did not like getting him angry. He was such a sweetheart when he was in a good mood. She only had to keep him in that mood.

“You are too friendly with the officers, Myra,” Aiden said through his teeth. “Look at them, in uniforms, you are in plain clothes. Why should they be so chummy with you?”

He turned to stare at her with his beautiful dark eyes, and all the retorts that were already at the tip of her lips, died.

She did not see the need to act superior to her colleagues, but she did not want to fight over this.

So she nodded quietly in defeat as the projector came on.

Her father, the police chief, Tyson Shaw, walked in, and all the officers shared glances, wondering what was so important that the police chief showed up himself.

They all stood up and saluted. 

He nodded and gestured for them to take their seats again while he turned back to the projector.

“Do you know what is going on?” Aiden asked her in a whisper. 

“No.” Myra said truthfully. 

Unlike what most people believed, her father never gave her preferential treatment at work. And she only learned about things at the same time as her colleagues.

“Everything that would be said here today is classified.” the Police Chief said, nodding at the operator to move on to the next slide.

The hall fell silent as a man’s image was displayed brightly on the screen.

“Lord. He is hot.” Lieutenant Jess whispered, and the people around tried to stifle a giggle. 

Myra swallowed her smile. Her unit was the most unserious bunch, except in a shootout.

“He has been accused of three separate sexual misconduct cases, but his rich family managed to get a lawyer that argued insubstantial evidence.”

All eyes immediately fell on Jess, and she cleared her throat and mumbled, “Never said I liked him, did I?”

The police chief looked at all of them now sitting quietly on the table. 

“We need to catch this man, with irrefutable evidence. The victims all recently withdrew the last lawsuit filed against him, overnight. We need someone to befriend these girls and entice the Professor into our trap as an undercover college student.”

Most of her colleagues let out a sigh, and Myra saw a few throw glances her way.

“One of you has to be an undercover student at that exclusive college for at least three months. Enough time to catch that creep.” the Police chief said in a measured voice. “If you succeed, you will be considered for a promotion.”

The hall was still silent, but she could see the interest in all the women’s eyes, and even a few men she suspected would not mind pretending to be women for the mission.

But they all stole glances at her, she was their biggest competition. 

Not because her father was the chief, but because she was the youngest at twenty-five years old.

If anyone here could pull off acting like a young college student, she was the one. 

And damn, it would be so nice to become a captain at only twenty-five.

“No.” Aiden said darkly beside her, and for the first time she felt irritation. 

She turned to look at him. 

She could understand him being all protective and illogically jealous of men around her, but she would not stand him interfering in her job or career growth.

“Lieutenant Shaw?” She heard her father’s voice from the front, and turned to him. “You are the youngest woman on the team, are you interested?”

She stood up and at attention. 

“Yes sir. It would be my honor to take on this role.” 

“That’s settled then. We will converge tomorrow to discuss strategy.” He said, and at that moment Aiden stood up and stormed out without leave to do so.

Everyone gasped, and turned to watch him exit in shock. 

Myra peeked at her father to see his reaction. 

He looked livid, but he made no comments about Aiden’s behavior as he closed the meeting.