I stare at him. Dressed in a dark denim jacket, white tee, and dark jeans. His blond hair is in a messy bun and he always looks better each time I see him.   Chase bites his lip and I notice he's staring at my tits. I look down to what I'm wearing. Shit! This is not one of my favorite night robe. It's lace and it's nearly revealing. " What are you doing here?"" Are you gonna let me in or not?" He asks.   I sigh, look behind him at my peaceful neighborhood. There's a sleek black Mercedes on my driveway and I believe he owns it. How many of these expensive cars does he have? How can he even afford these expensive cars at just twenty three? I almost forgot he's the senator's only son.   I open my door wider for him to enter. Chase walks in, taking in the view of my apartment like it is his first time here. I remember the first time he was in my apartment. The night he almost fucked me against the w

"Professor Gray."   Shit. With fast motion, I button my dress shirt and drag my skirt down as Chase gets dressed too. He's unperturbed. I glare at him. Why isn't he nervous that we might get caught today. And what was I even thinking having sex in my office. How can I be carried away just like that? I think what I was trying to do was mark Chase as mine, so nosy ass bitch, Maia will stay the fuck away. " Professor Gray, are you in there?" The voice calls again.   I internally groan and stare at Chase as I hurriedly slip my feet in my shoes. He arranges his denim blue jacket and smirks at me. " How are you not worried?" I whisper yells at Chase. He smirks and chuckles underneath his breath.   I hurry to the door, take in a deep breath and unlock it. " Tina?" I stare at my sister, her phone in her hands. She looks up from her screen as she stares at me and then her gaze moves from me to behind

" Professor Gray?" A voice calls my name from outside my office. It's Wednesday and I have a date with Chase on Friday.   I can't remember the last time I went out on a date. Boy, I've never been this nervous before. My date with Anderson was normal. Thinking about going on a date with Chase is so much more. He's my student, a little younger than me, and if we ever get caught, that will be the end of my job, my relationship with him, and everything I've worked for. " Professor Gray, you in there?" I groan and look up from the test papers I was grading.   I stand up and walk towards my office door, hoping and praying it's not Jade that's decided to drop by as I open the door. I blink my eyes in surprise as I stare at the delivery man outside my office, holding a large bouquet of flowers." Lauren Gray?" The delivery man asks. I nod. " Good. These are for you." He hands me the flowers and a leaflet for me to sign. I

" What are you doing in LA?" I ask as I stare at Caleb. He sighs, clenching his jaw as he looks around the parking lot. " Who the fuck is he Lauren?" Caleb asks, pointing accusing fingers at Chase. " She's my girl, you got a problem with that?" Chase says. I turn to look at him and he's glaring at Caleb. He just literally introduced me to Caleb, my ex, that I'm his girl. Damn. " Can we have a word, Lauren? In private?" Caleb asks me.   As much as I don't want to talk to Caleb right now, I feel like he owes me an explanation on what he is doing in LA. Is he stalking me? I'm thinking two things right now. He's probably cheating on Regina with a girl from LA and he's here to visit her and maybe she's even in there waiting for him to come back from his 'pretentious call'. Every man's excuse and lie. Or he's really stalking me." Lauren?" Caleb urges. His jaws are still clenched and his hands are in his pockets of his slacks

   The car ride to my apartment is quiet. We're in Miami and it's Sunday morning. I spent the last hour thinking about my relationship with Chase. I can't believe I'm falling in love with my client. Chase was my big case. The case that was gonna get me my own corner office and a promotion. It's still hard to believe that I'd fall in love with him. I can't believe I'm in love with my client.   A few blocks from my apartment, I ask Chase to stop his car. We can't be seen together. It can jeopardize everything. My job, my relationship with him. Everything.    I sigh and look at my neighborhood. " I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I didn't want to hurt you." Chase says.