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luster. A pair of wire framed glasses perched on his nose as he read a newspaper and casually sipped his coffee.
    “What do you mean?” I stammered, taking a quick gulp of my Frolatte to hide my sudden panic.
    “Well, he’s been staring at you for the last five minutes!” Liam whispered conspiratorially, his eyes shining with mischief.
    “He was not!”
    Furtively casting my gaze in Professor Davis’s direction, my pulse jumped as my eyes locked with his. For several heartbeats nothing happened, and then he inclined his head slightly in acknowledgement and took a long sip of his coffee. My eyes were fixated on the slow movement of his lips and the beginnings of a smirk playing at the edge of his mouth. The weight of his eyes on me made me fidget in my chair, suddenly wishing I had worn something other than my shorts and flimsy blouse.
    “… Thinking of going shopping this afternoon. Patrick found a darling little boutique down on Broadway,” Liam was saying as I tore my gaze away from Professor Davis and refocused my attention.
    “What do you think?” he asked, looking at me expectantly.
    “Think of what?” Struggling to bring my fuzzy thoughts back under control I resisted the burning urge to look back over at the professor.
    “Earth to Rachel!” Liam exclaimed with a laugh. “Shopping? This afternoon? Want to go?”
    “Oh umm, shopping? I think I’ll err… pass, thanks,” I mumbled, unable to resist the temptation to glance at Professor Davis again. I quickly looked away when our eyes met, feeling a shiver of excitement rush through me.
    “What’s got you going all space cadet on me today? Is it that asshole Jake?” Liam asked, his hand moving to rest atop mine in a show of support. “Or is it Professor Sexy Pants over there?”
    “Stop calling him that!” I hissed, casting a quick glance in his direction, relieved to see him reading his newspaper rather than looking at me. “He might hear you!”
    “So what?” he asked as he slouched back into his chair in a boneless way that he managed to make look relaxed yet refined.
    “Just hush you!” I admonished in a fierce whisper, my voice trailing away to nothing when Liam’s eyes widened and his mouth opened in a silent “Oh!” A long shadow fell over our table, and I felt my heart plummet into my stomach.
    Just one earthquake, that’s all I’m asking for , I thought morosely as I turned in my chair and looked up into Professor Davis’s face.
    “Good morning, Miss Parker.”
    His voice somehow seemed both lower and richer than ever before, stirring up memories of the previous day, and night. My skin flooded with warmth all the way down into my shirt as I remembered the intense orgasm I had experienced while thinking of him, and those piercing green eyes.
    “G-good morning, Professor,” I managed to stutter in reply. One corner of his mouth tilted up with the hint of a knowing smile that made my pulse skyrocket. Somehow he knew, I felt the truth of the thought deep in my bones, and was surprised when a sliver of excitement joined the mortification flowing through my veins.
    “I hope this morning finds you in better spirits?” A flash of concern shone momentarily in his eyes as he tucked his folded newspaper under his arm.
    “Yes, thank you, Professor. I followed your advice and feel much better,” I said, amazed that I had managed to get out so many words without embarrassing myself.
    “I’m glad to hear it,” he murmured, his eyes lingering on me in a way that made me think he was picturing me in the bath. Again I was reminded of the searing passion I had felt the night before as I was fantasizing about his hands on me.
    Sweet Jesus, I hope this isn’t going to happen every time I see him . “I’ll leave you to your day then, Miss Parker,” he said. My mouth grew suddenly dry when his eyes lingered on my lips for the barest of moments before he nodded in Liam’s direction, and turned to walk out of the coffee shop.
    “Goodbye,