Page 12 of The Professor's Holiday Surprise

I can’t.

I want to, so badly. But I won’t.

I shouldn’t even log in. It’s a violation of his privacy.

There isn’t enough willpower in the world to keep me off OnlySantas tonight, though.

Taking a deep breath, I open my laptop and log in.

But where I expect to see the scheduled live stream, there’s a post explaining it has been cancelled this week.

Surprise and regret twist around my heart and squeeze tight.

Oh.

And now the only encounter I had with him all week was me running away from him when he came to express concern for my absence.

I am theworst.I’m a sex addict.

I blew off my professor because I wanted to watch him edge himself, and looking him in the eye about school stuff would make that complicated.

I must do better.

Shame drives me to my email.

From: Paisley Stevenson

To: Noah Lowry

Subject: I have some questions and will come by during office hours tomorrow

Then I don’t know what to write in the body of the email, because the subject line says it all. So I re-write it.

From: Paisley Stevenson

To: Noah Lowry

Subject: tomorrow

Dr. Lowry,

I have some questions and will come by during office hours tomorrow.

Paisley

P.S. Sorry about last week

I hit send.

Stare at my computer.

Go to close it, and there’s a notification bell, because he’s already replied.

From: Noah Lowry

To: Paisley Stevenson

Subject: RE: tomorrow

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