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THE PROFESSOR'S PET

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THE PROFESSOR’S PET

AVA & DAMIEN

AVA’S POV

I never expected my sophomore year to turn into this.

Professor Damien Hale’s advanced literature class was supposed to be a challenge—a way to boost my GPA with something intellectual. But from the first lecture, it was him who captivated me. Forty-two, divorced, with salt-and-pepper hair that fell just right over his forehead, sharp green eyes that seemed to see through everyone, and a voice like velvet gravel reading passages from forbidden classics. He paced the front of the room like he owned it, sleeves rolled up to reveal corded forearms dusted with dark hair.

I sat in the back at first, but by week three, I’d moved to the front row. Crossing my legs in short skirts, biting my lip when he glanced my way. He noticed. I knew he did. The way his gaze lingered a second too long on my bare thighs, the subtle clench of his jaw.

Today’s lecture was on forbidden desires in Victorian literature—ironic, given the thoughts racing through my m
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