All Chapters of Seducing Professor Cal : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Professor Cal wove his hand around her, and pulled her back.They were standing side to side, their faces close but facing opposite walls.Even now, she felt the tremor running through his forearm that he had woven around her waist. The pressure of the tremor was strong, like water going through a garden hose. The man inhaled, “You’re a lady.” He said gently.“What?” Her eyes moved up to meet him now, and his eyes looked sad. “What do you mean?”“I would not make love to you in a dingy hall because you are a lady.” His left hand moved up to gently caress her curls away from her face. “I did not mean to touch you here either.”She tried to move away, but his arm tightened around her, pinning her to himself. He brought his face close to her, and she could feel his breath just by her ear.“I want to explore your body, Myra.” He whispered softly, and her body shook at the suddenness of such brazen dirty talk. “I want to feel your body buck just like that,” he said. She inhaled, sudden

Although her father had not said it out of love or real concern, his mask and scarf advice was a sound one, so she took it.And it was just as well because the front of the precinct was teeming with journalists. She pulled the scarf down more around her head even as she heard the raised voices of the press throwing questions at another officer who had walked out the front door.She hurried in and took the elevator up to her unit’s floor, and as she stopped out, she could already hear the office chaos she missed and would have to give up now. The constant ringing sound from the phone, the printing sound, the voices of officers answering the phone, the ever-present smell of coffee, the sound of fast typing on the computer keyboard. She took her scarf and nose mask off as she walked into her office space, and her eyes immediately darted to the desk. The officers who walked past saluted her, and she saluted back.Just like Greg had told her, the office was almost empty and the people

“Myra,” Greg said in a shocked whisper. “What are you doing here?”Myra pulled the hairpin out of the lock, and yanked the drawer out, but it was empty. She groaned in disappointment and then paused.“I need to find something.” She responded as she shoved her hand in it, feeling all over, searching for a false bottom. It did not make sense that her father would lock a drawer that was completely empty.“What are you looking for?” Greg closed the door and began to hurry towards her, maybe I can help you.”She pulled her hand out, and hurried to her feet. It did not make sense that he would lock an empty drawer. Or was it out of habit? Did he hide something here in the past, but continued to lock it even after he had taken it out, just because he was used to locking it?“Huh?” Greg pressed, and she turned to see his eyes were open and worried, and his stance and posture showed he was eager to help. She glanced back at the drawer, thinking of the picked lock.Her father would definit

Cal stepped out of his car and looked up at the Errington building. He remembered how he used to come here often with Cassie.How they would stay over for drinks and argue about business and political laws over bottles of liquor, and how it was only here Cassie smoked.He smiled sadly at the memory of how she would dance between him and Easton under the dim lights of their living room chandelier.And when she got pregnant with Nova, he dropped her off in the mornings to spend the whole day with her best friend, Ellis. He sighed. He was here to do a difficult thing, but he had to do it.He walked up to the front door and was about to ring the bell when the door opened and the Errington housekeeper was smiling broadly at him.“Welcome, Professor Cal.” She opened the door more widely, and Cal smiled at her and walked into the lounge.“How are you doing?”She nodded enthusiastically. “I am all good Professor. How is little Miss Nova?”Cal smiled, “She is fine. I will bring her over soon

Myra was sitting in her living room a quarter to four pm, hair done, In the sexiest dress the store had some months ago when she bought it, with the thought that she’d wear it to dinner with Aiden, but never did.She was as nervous as a cat despite how calmly she was sitting. Not even the day she joined the force was she on edge.She sighed and took her phone out, dialing Greg's number.“Hey.” She said gently.“Myra, are you fine?” She smiled at how the immediate emotion Greg always felt for her was concern. “Yes,” She said, and then put on an innocent, curious tone. “Where are the guys?” She asked.“They are in the guest house outside the complex. Is something wrong?”“No. I just wondered about them. They were not in the office and I have not bumped into anyone lately.”“I think today was a slow day, a Sunday, so they went back to rest.” He stopped. “Are you sure you are fine? Do you feel unsafe?” Then he mumbled more to himself. ~I should have stuck with you today after that sh