What’s that couch in Professor Trask’s office for? Two words. Extra credit.
It’s like someone took from other men and added to him.
Those deep blue eyes that stare into your soul.
That rugged face that makes you feel safe.
That body you could just lick all day.
That giant…uhm, medulla oblongata? Is that the word for…you know?
There’s only one problem.
This whole thing that we have between us? Totally forbidden. I’m risking my career every time I’m with him.
That only leaves one question.
What do I want from Professor Trask?
A stellar recommendation and an A?
Or more of those delicious O’s?
*** It’s the cute single girl versus the Alpha Male Professor in this fourth installment from Mona Cox. Guaranteed to be sweet, steamy, sassy, and fun. No cheating or cliffhangers. HEA? You know it, babe! ***