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I also plan to do a little reconnaissance on Wendy Winslow’s online dating adventures.

Apparently, she’s already started an account on TapNext, and while it’s no booty-call Tinder buffet, it’s not exactly Christian Mingle either.

Me: Your handsome, wonderful, fantastic, and most favorite child will pick you up at 7:00.

Mama Winslow: You know I don’t play favorites, Ty.

Me: Oh, I know, Mom. ;) Your secret is safe with me.

Mama Winslow: You’re incorrigible.

Me: See you at 7.

Emails are the next item on my to-do list, and while most of the shit in my inbox can wait until Monday, there’s one email in particular that stands out above all the rest.

I click it open without hesitation.

To: Professor Winslow

From: Rachel Rose

Subject: ENG 101 Short Essays & Grading Rubric

Good afternoon, Professor Winslow,

I’d like to get a head start on grading the short essays for your ENG 101 class. Can I get them from you before I leave campus today?

Also, a grading rubric would be helpful. It’s one item I haven’t managed to locate in the Google Drive or the files you’ve already given me.

Thanks,

Rachel Rose

Graduate Student, NYU English Department

TA to Professor Winslow

Yesterday, I told her she would be tasked with grading the short, handwritten essays I assigned to my ENG 101 students and gave them until three p.m. today to turn in. In this digital age of Microsoft Word and Google Drives, there was a lot of grumbling over the handwritten part, but it was a fairly easy assignment—a two-thousand-word review ofAnna Karenina—and one I thought would be a good start in getting Rachel’s grading feet wet.

As I scan her email, I don’t know why seeing the wordsTA to Professor Winslowurges a smile to my lips, but it does.

Silently, I addCurvaceous GoddessandSexy Panty-Giverto her list of attributes.

Bro, you have got to stop it.

In my defense, for the past few days, I’ve been good. I’ve kept any conversations with her to class discussions and her TA-related duties and abandoned my wily ways from the first day of class. And trust me, that’s taken some real fucking effort. The whole panty coup is the kind of thing dreams are made of for a guy like me. Not messing with her again after she left the panties in my drawer and silently—and with extreme confidence—pressed play on this little game? Nearly impossible.

Because mentally? I’m obsessed.

Rachel Rose and her panties are quite literally one of the only things I think about.

Fingers to the keys, I shoot her a quick response.

To: Rachel Rose

From: Professor Winslow

Rachel,

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