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Professor Hunter smiled back at me. "I don't think I'll ever get enough of you," he whispered.
I looked longingly into his eyes. "I know that I'll never get enough of you." I loved him. There was no doubt in my mind. I loved him so much.
Temptation - Chapter 50
Wednesday
Last time Professor Hunter had been here I hadn't known he was coming. So I wanted to make sure my dorm room looked better this time. I grabbed the last piece of clothing on the ground and tossed it in my hamper.
"Geez, hasn't he been here before?" Melissa was watching me.
"Yeah, but I don't want him to think I'm messy."
"But you are messy."
I put the bottle of Windex down on my bureau. "I guess you're right."
"Is there anything else I should know?"
"About Pro...I mean, James?"
"Ew, do you call him Professor Hunter?"
"No," I lied. I could feel my face turning crimson.
"You're so weird."
"Melissa, please don't embarrass me."
"I promise that I'm not on a mission to embarrass you. But I do have some questions for him. If I happen to mortify you along the way..."
"Melissa."
"I'll be on my best behavior." She lifted her hands in the air, pretending to surrender.
I didn't believe her for a second. My phone buzzed and my stomach rose to my chest. I grabbed it and read his text. "He's here."
"So go let him in." Melissa crossed her legs on her bed.
I gave her one last pleading look and went to go let Professor Hunter in. I opened the back door to our building. He was standing there in a leather jacket, jeans, and a t-shirt. He truly looked like a college student, the most handsome college student in existence. It had started to rain, which made his hair glisten. He stepped inside and kissed me.
"Penny," he whispered.
"James," I said breathlessly. My knees felt like jelly.
"Is she excited to meet me?"
"I think so."
"You don't seem very confident." He had a playful grin on his face.
"It's just that she can be kind of intense. Please just remember how much I like you."
"I'm sure it won't be that bad. I brought brownies." He held up a pan covered with aluminum foil. Brownies were second only to condoms on my list of favorite things that come in foil.
"I'd rather have you." I was feeling bold, a feeling I knew would disappear as soon as we walked into my dorm room.
"Maybe later. Right now, I promised to meet your friend." He pulled back and put his hand out for me. I let him lead the way up the stairs to my room. I took a deep breath as I opened the door.
