Page 10 of Praise You

Taking a sip of my coffee, I round the corner, skidding to a quick stop when I see a gorgeous, full ass sticking up in the air. Whoever it is, is bent over, looking at some books on a lower shelf. Tilting my head, I admire the ass in the air. It’s covered in light gray slacks, but is so tight that they perfectly outline the shape of it.

The body attached to the perfect ass stands up holding a book, and when they turn around, I choke on the coffee I’m currently sipping.

“Ah, good morning Mr. James. How are you doing today?”

“Good morning, Professor Carson,” I spit out, wiping at my face.

Mr. Perfect Ass is attached to my professor. Of fucking course.

“Getting an early start to your day?”

“Yeah, I was just coming in to get a little studying done.”

“Awesome.” He waves his book in the air and offers me a small smile. “I’ll see you in class later.”

“Sounds good.”

Professor Carson walks away from me and I can’t stop myself from checking out his ass again. Biting my lip, I shake my head, chuckling quietly. How am I ever going to concentrate in his class, when all I’ll be thinking about is his perky ass?

Professor Carson wraps up class and I say goodbye to Noah, telling him I’ll see him later. Tonight we’re going to have a roommates night and hang out and I’m looking forward to it.

Once everyone has exited the room, I make my way down the aisle to Professor Carson.

“How are you doing, Ronan?” he asks, stuffing all his things into his messenger bag.

“Good. Thank you for taking the time to go over my paper with me today.”

“No problem. There’re only a couple of things that could improve your writing and your research essays, so I figured we could go over them today and hopefully it helps.”

“Sounds good. Are we doing it here or...” I trail off really hoping we’re not staying in here because the chairs are so uncomfortable.

“I figured we could do it at the library. That way, we have everything we need at our fingertips.”

“Okay.”

He puts his messenger bag over his shoulder before gesturing with his hand for me to walk in front of him. I would rather be walking behind him so I could admire his ass again.

Ugh.

Bad Ronan. Stop thinking of your professor that way.

We silently walk out of the building and through the quad. Professor Carson has the job that I dream of. Kind of. I want to finish school at BU and get a job teaching literature. I love reading all different types of fiction and non-fiction, but the part that always gets me is the writing component of it. I’m not bad at it, but I’m not the greatest at it either. So, the fact he’s willing to help me improve my work is something I won’t take for granted.

We find an empty table on the first floor and get to work. He pulls out his laptop and pulls up the book our first paper was based on. We spend the next hour annotating the book, discussing the different pieces of evidence and how I could have used it to strengthen my paper. Everything he’s saying to me makes sense, but he’s saying it in such an easy way that I know it will help me when I go to write my next paper.

There are a few times when I’m focused too much on watching his plump lips move, but luckily, I catch myself quickly and can focus back on what he’s talking about. We finish for the day, both of us cleaning up and packing our supplies.

“Thank you, again, for taking the time to show me all this.”

“It’s not a problem, Ronan. If you ever need help again, I’m always here. Don’t hesitate to reach out.” He turns to face me, his green eyes shining. I swear his eyes flick up and down my body, but it’s over so fast I must have imagined it.

Throwing my backpack onto my shoulder, I rock on my heels, gripping the strap of my bag. I don’t want to leave, but I have to. “I’ll see you in class next week.”

“See ya later, Ronan.”

Sitting on the floor, I giggle when West tosses his controller onto the ground again with a soft thud.

“How? How does he win every single time?” West pouts, getting up and walking over toward Carter. Carter opens his arms wide, and West walks straight into them, Carter holding him tightly.

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