Page 52 of Broken Dream

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Thinking about the creaminess of the paradise between her legs.

I can’t deny I was attracted to her the first time I saw her. Hell, I kissed her.

But now…

Now that I’m actually feeling hopeful for the first time in so long… I’m feeling…

Feeling for the first time that I would really like to get to know a woman.

This woman in particular.

Why did she have to be my student?

I can’t lose my job.

Of course, if the surgery goes as planned, my teaching job won’t matter anymore. No one would care if a nonteaching doctor took a medical student for himself. People might roll their eyes, purse their lips. But my job wouldn’t be in jeopardy.

“I’m not nervous,” she says, looking at her sandwich. She picks it up. “It’s probably cool enough now.” She takes a dainty bite.

“Good. I don’t want you to be nervous.” I raise my wineglass. “We’re just neighbors, Angie. Tonight we’re just neighbors.”

She clinks her glass to mine. “Sounds good to me.”

I pick up my sandwich and take a bite.

The sandwich is hot, just shy of scorching. The cheddar is sharp and tangy, with that unmistakable bite that fills my mouth in waves of savory goodness. The bread is perfectly crisp, crackling as I sink my teeth in, golden and buttery on the outside, while the inside is soft, almost melting into the cheese.

“This bread is amazing,” I say.

“My cousin Ava made it. She owns a bakery in Snow Creek.”

I smile. “Is there anything that your family doesn’t do?”

Chapter Fifteen

Angie

I nearly choke on my bite of sandwich.

Surely he didn’t mean that the way it sounded.

He probably just meant that, you know, my aunt is a renowned psychiatrist, my family is full of billionaire ranchers with their hands in all kinds of other businesses, my uncle and my cousin make award-winning wine, and another cousin bakes delicious bread.

We’re a multifaceted bunch.

I have a big family.

But just the way he said it…

Is there anything your family doesn’t do?

Why am I hearing innuendos that aren’t there?

And I know exactly why.

Because I’m horny for teacher.

God, sometimes I disgust myself.

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