One Night With My Alpha Professor
Students were already flocking to the podium, and I figured that perhaps I could take the opportunity to slip out—pretend that I had forgotten or that something had come up.
Anything to get out of talking to Edwin.
“Oh my god. The professor of this class is the one I slept with,” I typed out in a text to Tina as I stood and began gathering my things. “I’m going to drown myself in the river, I swear.”
Not even moments later, a text from Tina returned: “Hey, maybe you two could still hit it off! It’s like a meet-cute. Besides, there aren’t technically any laws prohibiting you from being romantically involved, right?”