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to pour in and grabbed a syllabus before finding a seat. On the cover was a section titled “About your Professor.” It said his name was Professor Ryan Johnston. It also had a note to the class talking about how much he loved history. He was hopeful that all of them would love history by the end of the class as much as he did.
    “Hello everyone, lets get started now please. Now I know I am a professor but please call me Ryan, or Johnston if you prefer.”
    The class felt more like three hours than fifty-five minutes, but at least it was slightly entertaining to watch “Ryan” walk and pace back and forth in front of her in the big hall. He carried a baseball and sometimes even tossed it into the air to catch. He was so excited talking about the class Abby almost thought she might learn something from him. He encouraged use of his office hours for any questions about the class or extra help they might need. Abby knew she might need to use them, so she circled it on the syllabus three times.
    When he dismissed the class talking broke out all over; Abby turned around and was shocked to see how many people were in the lecture hall. There had to be at least 150 people around her standing up to file out the doors. She didn’t take the time to load her books into her bag but just threw it over her shoulder and her coat over her arm with her book on top of that. She couldn’t get out of there fast enough. She looked down at the ground as she made her way to the aisle to leave. She looked up only to be stopped dead in her tracks by what she saw. Her mystery man was in the class, still sitting at a desk bent over his syllabus. Abby took in a sharp breath as butterflies sprung up in her belly, he was closer to her than ever before and he was more than gorgeous. Not a flaw could be seen.
    Part of her was thinking that he was not really there and she should blink and see that he was now gone. Another part told her he was real and just to reach out and touch his perfect hands or his bright blonde hair. She wanted to lift the mysterious man’s face up and look right into his eyes, get him to look at her somehow. Abby tried to blink but held her eyes closed. She told herself that if he was still there when she opened her eyes, she would reach out and touch him just to be sure. She changed her mind as soon as she opened them and he was still there. All she could do was just stand frozen and stare at him.
    It was a chance to introduce herself, but she couldn’t move toward him. What would she say to him anyway? Maybe she should go? No maybe if she stayed and put her books into her bag, she might have a better chance of bumping into him or being in a spot where she had to introduce herself. She found herself wishing she could flirt as easily as Rachel. Abby knew if she walked up to him she wouldn’t even find her voice to say hi. What should she do?
     
     
    Chapter 4
     
    Abigail rolled over at the sound of her alarm and smacked the snooze button hard. She couldn’t get herself out of the bed just yet; she stayed thinking about her dream while she waited for the alarm to go off again. Her dream had been so vivid, more like a memory from something that had happened last week. Who was that man? Even awake she could see him clearly in her mind. Why was she dreaming about college anyway? After all, she had graduated over eleven years ago now. It had been over thirteen years since she left that small Tennessee College and finished her last two years in Texas.
    When the alarm went off the second time, she pulled herself reluctantly out of bed and went to wake up the kids, make breakfast and get everyone ready for school or work. An hour and a half later, she had the kids in the car and was kissing her husband good-bye in the driveway.
    When she got to work she barely had time to put her things down before the phone was ringing. It was her boss and he wanted to see her in his office immediately. She walked down the hall to his office as