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are you, Seth?
    Peering around Summer’s waist, she saw the door crack open, revealing her professor in his perfectly starched, grey suit. Her whole body tensed at the sight of him, and for a moment, she forgot Summer was still growling above her.
    He glared at Summer, then his soft gaze found hers. After setting down his briefcase, Celeste watched with horror as he made his way to the back of the room. The blood in her veins turned to ice, when she realized they would soon be inches apart. Could she keep her cool with him so near?
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    Professor Seth Hamilton entered the cramped classroom with trepidation. Before today, he’d always thought this class, with only 18 students, to be cozy, inviting. Now, he wished for the imposing crowd in the lecture hall. She would be in the front seat, distracting him while he taught—long pale locks, seductive green cat eyes.
    His temptress.
    How would he get through over an hour with her so close? And he couldn’t even touch her. Couldn’t even look at her without risk that another student would read his desire.
    Balling and flexing his fists at his sides, Seth tried to purge from his mind images of his shaft buried in the mouth of his beautiful student. He must have broken at least a dozen codes of conduct yesterday, but his powerful desire for Celeste Cameron overwhelmed all sense of reason. And when he saw her sitting in the far corner of the room, flames of crimson fanning her cheeks while she was bullied by that obnoxious bitch, his gut instinct was to protect her.
    “Is there a problem?”
    Summer turned, pointing a finger at Celeste. “She’s in my seat.”
    He ground his teeth, trying to keep his composure. “I don’t assign seats here, Summer. Now find a new seat, so we can get started.” He wanted to say much worse to Summer, but he was afraid if he was overly defensive of Celeste, he would expose his true feelings.
    “Fine.” She stomped toward a seat at the front of the room, slamming her purse on her desk.
    Serves her right. Now she can’t text her friends in class, pretending to pay attention. “I trust you’ve all read chapters 21-30. What do you think of this new development between Mr. Frank Church…” Growling under his breath, Seth was distracted by a sudden beeping sound followed by techno music. “Summer, I’d like for you to pay attention.”
    Rolling her eyes, Summer flipped her phone shut, sliding it into her purse. “I am paying attention.” Crossing one leg over the other, Summer unwrapped a stick of gum, shoving it into her plump, hot pink lips.
    “Good.” Seth grinned. “You can lead our discussion.”
    Folding her hands in front of her, and straightening her back, Summer made a poor show of pretending to be the good student. “What was the question again?”
    “Frank and Emma,” Seth sighed, wondering why some students had to be so stupid. Why couldn’t they all be more like Celeste?
    Then a thought marred his brow. If they were all like Celeste, she wouldn’t be special, and you wouldn’t care for her as much.
    Care for her?
    A revelation that hit him like a left hook. He couldn’t care for her so soon. He couldn’t set himself up for another fall.
    “I think she should go for it.”
    “What?” Seth forgot he’d asked Summer a question. Took her long enough to answer, but he was in another dimension, thinking about his temptress. Be careful, Seth, or your temptress will be your downfall.
    Chomping obnoxiously on a wad of gum, Summer rolled her eyes. “I think Emma should go for Frank.”
    Figures she’d root for the pompous ass. Every year the seniors were getting more immature. But not Celeste. He sensed she was different from the day she walked into his classroom. “And why is that?”
    “That John Knightley guy is too old,” she shrugged. “What is he, like old enough to be her father?”
    “I don’t think so,” Seth snapped. Her words struck a nerve. Without even realizing it, this stupid Summer girl was making