Page 40 of Rejected By My Shifter Billionaire
Her scowl deepened, and she crossed her arms over her chest. “Isn’t it obvious?”
Did she know how tempting she looked when she was mad? Ceasing with the pretense of going through his students’ assignments, he tossed the papers back on his desk. He watched them fall and found himself wondering if he would again earn the right to tossKassiaon to the desk and make wild love to her?
A lightning bolt of lust struck Alessandro at the thought, but he swiftly sought control over his body. He had promised he would woo her, and that was what he would do. It was a small thing todo, after what she had suffered in his hands, but he also knew it was what Kassia would want the most.
Probably.
Insecurity, unfamiliar and irritating, bit at him. He struggled to keep his voice even as he said, “I wanted to have an excuse to spend more time to be with you –justyou.” His dark green eyes held hers. “Do you not want this, too?”
“Umm...” Her head was still reeling at the professor admitting to wanting to spend time with her –just her,he had said.Just her!
The professor’s gaze was still on her.
She couldn’t make herself admit he was right, so she changed the subject hastily. “Are you really going to give me a private lesson?”
The professor’s lips suddenly twitched. “It depends,” he deadpanned, “on what kind of lesson you’re thinking about.” His heavy-lidded gaze caressed her as he spoke, and Kassia covered her mouth in case her gasp slipped out. If it had been anyone else, the line would have sounded like a stupid cliché, but somehow the professor made it work. In fact, it worked so wonderfully she was mortified to realize that she could feel herself becoming wet again.
This calls for another change of subject, she thought frantically. “Umm...” She said the first thing that came to her mind. “What are you going to do tonight?”
“Lie in bed,” the professor said promptly, “and think about the exact kind of lesson I want to give you.”
Heat blossomed in her cheeks. “Professor!”
Wickedness gleamed in his eyes. “Next question?”
A question hovered on her lips.What had made him change?He hadn’t been this open at the start, hadn’t said he wanted her even once. She badly wanted to ask the question, but she didn’t have the courage to do it yet, and so she settled for something safer.
“Tell me more about your family.”
Alessandro frowned. He had not expected that at all. “Why do you want to ask?”
She shrugged uneasily.
“You want to know more about me?”
Guilt flashed in her eyes.
He almost laughed at how easy Kassia was to read. “I won’t answer if you don’t tell me why,” he teased huskily.
“You’re still mean,” she accused him. “Didn’t you tell me you were going to...” Kassia stopped.
He leaned back against his chair, making no attempt to hide his amusement. “Didn’t I tell you I was going towhat?”he asked innocently.
“You know.” Crap, she should be mad right now, the way the professor was toying with her, but she was so stupid, she felt like she just wanted him to play with her more.
The innocence remained in his gaze. “No, I don’t.”
She took a deep breath before muttering, “Woo me.”
“Was that so hard to say?” The professor’s tone had suddenly turned disarmingly gentle, and her mood instantly swung from irritated to infatuated. Crap. Crap, crap, crap. She was so easy to play with.
A shadow fell over her, and she almost jumped in her seat. “How do you do that?” she demanded. He made her feel deaf, with the way he so easily crept up on her.
Ignoring the question, he took her hand and pulled her up. When their eyes met, he said quietly, “I still have one minute left with you before my next class arrives.”
She blinked up at him.
“What do you wish us to do with this last minute?”
