Page 10 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
My eyes bulged. "You're joking, right? Melissa please tell me you're joking?"
"I walked over to confront him about being a huge jerk. I was going to stick up for you! And you know the first thing he said to me?"
"I don't want to know."
"He asked for your number."
"Why would he ask for my number? He has it. And even if he did lose it, I've called him twice since I've been back and he's completely ignored me."
"Well, he said he got a new phone."
"And you believed him? When people get new phones they usually keep their old numbers." I rolled my eyes.
"Well I don't know, he seemed sincere about it. Anyway, I did stick up for you. I refused to give him your number."
"Thanks, Melissa."
"So he gave me his new number instead."
"He gave you his number? He's so full of himself."
"No, not like that. He gave it to me to give to you." She pulled a slip of paper out of her pocket and waved it in the air.
"I don't want it."
"Geez, aren't you even going to see if it's a new number?!"
"It doesn't matter. There are a million other ways he could have contacted me. If he really wanted to see me, he easily could have." I folded my arms across my chest.
"Fine," Melissa said. "Well I will just leave this here," she placed the paper on her nightstand, "in case you change your mind. You're welcome by the way. I'm going to go take a shower." She hopped off her bed, grabbed her shower caddy, and walked out of the room.
As soon as the door closed behind her, I jumped off the bed. Instead of grabbing the piece of paper like I know she wanted me to do, I picked up my syllabus and turned to the page that had Professor Hunter's office hours and read the note he had written in it:
Miss Taylor,
I hate to think that you make walking around in the middle of the night a habit. But if you find yourself alone in the rain again, please do not hesitate to call me if you feel you are in need of an escort.
- J. H.
152-726-0133
After reading it for the fifth time, I pulled the paper to my chest.Oh my God!I grabbed my phone and quickly added his number. It took all my willpower to not text him. I flipped my syllabus back to the first page and placed it on my desk. It was hard to tellif he was being a responsible adult figure or completely flirting with me. I liked to think it was the latter. Part of me thought I had imagined the look in his eyes when he had walked me home. But maybe he was hungry...hungry for me. When I heard Melissa's hand on the doorknob, I quickly switched off the lights and pulled my sheet and comforter up over me and closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. I hadn't told her about Professor Hunter walking me home on Thursday night. I wanted to keep just this one thing to myself and my fantasies.
I fell asleep thinking of Professor James Hunter kissing me under his umbrella.
Temptation - Chapter 7
Monday
My alarm started beeping, disrupting the images of Professor Hunter that were swirling around in my head. I almost hit the snooze button, but then I remembered it was Monday. This morning I'd get to see the man himself. I turned off the alarm and slid out of bed.
Once I was done washing up in the bathroom I came back to my room and undid the rollers in my hair. The volume looked great. I pumped some mousse into my hands and tousled my hair slightly. Then I put on my makeup, which included some mascara and even a bit of eye shadow. After one glance in the mirror, I quickly wiped some away. I wanted to look sophisticated, not trashy. The look was surprisingly hard to accomplish. I pulled on a skirt that was short, but not inappropriate, and tucked my tank top into it. I grabbed a long necklace so that it would dangle between my breasts. Turning back to the mirror, I scrutinized my reflection. It was too much. I pulled on a jean jacket to make myself not look so provocative.
A quick glance at the time and I was out the door. I was relieved to see that it wasn't raining today. As I made my way to my seat, I noticed that Tyler was already sitting at the desk next to mine.
"Wow, you look great," he said as I sat down next to him.
I smiled and crossed my legs away from him. "How was your weekend?"
