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snacks she kept regularly so she could skip meals when prepping for an exam. She decided this was a good time to do her shopping because she had the whole store to herself. It was pure heaven, no lines, loud talking, pushing, or shoving.
    As she chose her snacks, a male Caucasian hand crossed her basket to prevent anything else entering it. TC frowned, annoyed.
    A strong male voice spoke to her. “Ms. Shaw, I presume?”
    TC looked up into the sexiest blue eyes she’d ever seen. She froze for a second, for what seemed like an eternity. Chills ran up and down her spine. Sexual feelings and stimulations teased areas of her body she forgot all about. Her mouth hung open as she gazed into those hypnotic eyes and listened to his deep sexy voice. It took a couple of seconds before she recognized the face because he had on a pair of wired framed glasses.
    TC yelled, “Oh my God, what the hell. It’s you!”
    TC’s hand was caught in mid swing as she was about to slap the professor out of reflex. “Didn’t your mother teach you never to walk up on a woman like that? I could have really hurt you. Everywhere I turn, there you are.” She was so loud she scared the cashier. “Next time you can say hello from a distance. You already know my name, Professor Howard.”
    “Yes, I do, and I prefer you to call me Seth since you’re no longer in my class. There is no longer a conflict of interest.”
    “You’re very persistent aren’t you, Professor. Oh, excuse me, Seth. Well I would love to shoot the breeze with you, but I don’t have that type of time. You see I am on a schedule. Everything I do is planned out. Every hour and second is accounted for. When I last checked, you were not on the schedule.”
    “You’re right, Ms. Shaw. I understand. Can I at least pay for your items since I approached you wrongly. I didn’t mean to grab your hand, but I didn’t want to feel the wrath of your slap either.”
    TC noticed the professor was still holding her hand. The scent of his cologne and the strength of his hand made her melt on the inside. This man is getting under my skin and making me feel like I want him inside my underwear. “Professor Howard—I don’t feel too comfortable calling you Seth—I would also like my hand back, please. Thank you, but I can pay for my own, and anyway I’m in a hurry, and I have to leave.”
    TC left the store and headed toward another building. She chose the first empty room, which turned out to be the Billiard Room, a place where students went to relax and hang out. Here is a place where I can unwind, no worries, and no concerns, especially no Professor Seth Howard. TC sat her bag down while leaning against a pool table to slip her shoes off.
    “I tell you the truth, some people are like magnets. They just want to cling to you, to the point that they won’t stay away. Once the smoke clears, I’ll go home,” TC assured herself as she took a deep breath. She rubbed her foot. “Got-daggit, it’s hard walking in these new shoes. I guess there’s a price to pay to look sexy.”
    “Are you implying that I am the a magnet and the smoke that is preventing you from going home? If you stop brushing me off, and stop avoiding me, I just want you talk to me. I could have helped you with your bags, or maybe even carried you, and your feet wouldn’t be hurting,” stated Professor Howard jokingly.
    “How did you know I was here?” demanded TC.
    “I followed you,” the professor replied in a frustrated tone. His gaze showed his confusion. “I have been trying to catch up to you for weeks. You transferred out of my class with no explanation. Every time I do get close enough, it sounds like you are telling me to kiss something. And if it’s what I think it is, I am not into that type of business with just anyone. The only way I would even come close to performing such an act is with someone I am very intimate with, which I really wouldn’t mind if I could have an intimate encounter with you.