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Thorn doesn’t like it when students give teachers nicknames.”
    Diana said shyly, “I really like you, Ms. Tanner. You are so optimistic.”
    Mairi gave her student a mock scowl. “And you are so going to get an F on your next test. You totally said that like you meant to say I’m naïve!”
    “If the shoe fits,” Diana retorted, a grin tugging at her lips.
    Her eyes narrowed. “Oh, so that’s how it’s going to be? You’re not even going to take it back?”
    “Ms. Tanner, I like you being, umm, optimistic. It is better than being sad or cynical.”
    “Exactly,” a voice behind them said.
    Mairi twisted around, surprised at the unexpected intrusion of a dark Greek-sounding voice.
    “You made it!” Diana was on her feet in an instant, lovely face glowing as she threw her arms around---
    Oxygen was suddenly trapped somewhere between her diaphragm and throat – all Mairi knew was that she couldn’t breathe.
    Coal black hair, silvery gray eyes, and a face so beautiful it was as if Michelangelo had descended from the heavens just to carve this being to perfection.
    Gorgeous wasn’t enough to describe him. He was also the sexiest and most devastatingly sophisticated man Mairi had ever seen, her mouth drying at the way his exquisite midnight blue suit emphasized every inch of his lean muscular hardness. She liked how he was built more like a kickboxer than a wrestler. It made her imagine how he’d be lethally sexy even when he was kicking ass.
    All in all, he was everything she had ever dreamed her Greek billionaire would be and the realization made her fingers curl tightly against her skirt. She was doing her best not to fling her arms around him and demand that he kiss her so she could know right this very moment if he was… the one.
    Over the top of Diana’s head, their eyes met.
    Oh. My.
    Mairi blinked several times, trying to make sense of what she was seeing. Her madly beating heart threatened to pop right out of her chest, which didn’t help with her light-headedness at seeing this Greek god, but she did her best to think logically. Surely she hadn’t read that right? Surely Diana’s brother couldn’t be looking at her as if---
    Hello. Look at me. I want to fuck you.
    He smiled slowly, and it was like a seductive gift being unwrapped for Mairi’s benefit. With that sensual smile, the message in those piercing gray eyes became even more demanding.
    I WANT TO FUCK YOU.
    Oh, oh, oh my.
    Her Greek billionaire was so… bad.
     

 
    Lesson 2
    To catch a Greek billionaire, you must make him want to catch you.
    He said: My love, if memory doesn’t fail me, I had no choice but to catch you since you were about to fall flat on your face.
    She said: Note to editor – please delete his comment. I’ll think of something else for this part.
     
    Damen Leventis had finally found the next woman he wanted to warm his bed.
    He didn’t know her name, didn’t know anything about her, but it didn’t matter. She intrigued him – everything about this woman fascinated Damen ever since he had unintentionally walked in on her conversation with his sister.
    Having found them by using the GPS he had installed in Diana’s bracelet, Damen had been about to announce his presence when the woman’s earnestly spoken words arrested him. And like his sister, the woman’s views had completely delighted him.
    Traffic in the skies and seas. Officers sky-gliding and jetskiing to monitor movement.
    And when he had seen her –
    Perfection.
    Her face was bare of makeup, her dark brown hair held neatly back with a simple lace band. She wore a loose yellow dress, and he had a feeling it was meant to hide her bountiful curves. It was a stupid idea, and Damen was determined to make her realize that her body was beautiful just the way it was the moment he had her all to himself.
    Even as he embraced Diana, Damen kept his gaze on the woman, letting her know without any doubt that it would be his absolute pleasure to teach her the