Page 50 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
"What about it?" He had a devilish grin on his face.
"You gave me a C- when I deserved an A."
"Penny, it would be very unprofessional of me to give you favoritism."
"As unprofessional as what you just did to me on the golf course?"
He put his fork down on the plate. "Touché."
"So you'll change it back?"
"Penny, I've always had it recorded as an A."
What?"But. My paper. It said C-."
"And you think if I wanted to whiteout every single word on a sheet of paper I wouldn't just get another one?"
"You were just trying to upset me?" I could feel my temper rising.
"No, I was trying to seduce you."
A shiver went down my spine. The danger that I felt when I was with him was real. Had he been planning this whole thing ever since we had met in the coffee shop?
"So everything played out just like you wanted?" I felt a little hurt. This had been a game to him this whole time.
"No. Not at all. Like I told you before, I can't stop thinking about you. I thought if I let myself give in to the temptation then I could move on. But I'm more addicted to you than ever."
He pulled out a hundred dollar bill from his wallet and placed it on the table. "I guess I should get you home. Your roommate is probably wondering where you are." He grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet.
I almost asked him if we were supposed to wait for the check. But he owned the place. Certainly he got free meals. The money he left on the table was probably just Jerrod's tip. Professor Hunter was very generous.
Professor Hunter escorted me out of the restaurant and back toward the entrance of the country club. The woman with the large breasts was still standing at the reception desk. "Have a good evening, Mr. Hunter."
"You too," he said to the woman and nodded at her.
It was annoying how she didn't even acknowledge my existence. As if sensing this, Professor Hunter squeezed my hand.
As soon as the valet saw us come out of the country club, he hurried off. I began to shiver as we waited for him to get the car. Professor Hunter took off his suit jacket, draped it over my shoulders, and pulled me in close.
"Maybe your roommate will find your story more believable if you wear this back to your dorm."
I leaned into him and took a deep breath of his cologne.Is this really happening?"I barely believe that I'm dating you, so it'll be hard to convince someone else that it's true."
He rested his chin on the top of my head and only moved away when the valet handed him the keys to his car. He opened up the door for me and walked over to the valet.
"Thank you," he said and slipped some money into the valet's hand. Professor Hunter climbed into the driver's seat. The car started before I even buckled my seatbelt.
After he turned out of the country club, he put his right hand on the center console. Without hesitation I let my hand slide into his, and his fingers intertwined with mine.
"What will happen if someone finds out that we're dating?" I asked.
"It's frowned upon, but the university's policy isn't explicitly stated in their handbook. It's more a question of ethics than anything else."
"You've looked it up?"
He looked at me. "Yes."
"So you won't actually get in trouble?"
