The Professor's Second Chance Mate
As well she should be, her looks alone we’re amazing.
I wish I could bottle and sell her confidence. I’d be a bazillionaire.
Maybe instead of freaking out, we should learn her ways. Ask her to train us.
I stood awkwardly for a moment as I processed Maya’s odd words. Was that a thing? Sex counseling? Confidence lessons? I was a complete novice and I did love the idea of becoming a sex kitten.
Before I could ask, flee, and/or back track, Kelton opened his door. He leaned on the door jamb with his arms crossed over his chest in a way that accentuated his perfect arms. Damn him.
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