Professor Black’s Possession
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And I sat there, hands on my face, whispering to myself.
“Fuck.”
I sat there on the bed long after Danika left. My palms were damp. My chest still tight.
But the longer I sat in the quiet, the less anxious I felt.
And the more I thought about him.
Professor Chance Black.
The name alone made my thighs squeeze.
He looked even hotter this morning. More put together. Dangerous in a clean, brutal kind of way. That black button-up, the rolled sleeves, that angry, cold expression when he’d yanked Kole off me. His voice still echoed in my head.