Page 34 of Hot Professor (Tainted Professors)

“Your daughter is doing very well, sir. In fact, she's an excellent student.”

Dad gives Harrison a stern look. “Of course she is.”

Mom reappears with a tray of mugs, a pitcher of milk and the sugar bowl, and sets it down on the table before she settles in the armchair. She even included a plate of decorated Christmas cookies. “Help yourselves.”

Nobody moves.

“Tell us about yourself, Harrison. Where are you from?”

I knew I could count on Mom to start the conversation on a civil footing.

“As a child, my parents split our time between New York and Washington, but I now live in New York. I'm an only child, and all I've ever wanted to do is teach. And then I met your daughter.”He swings his adoring gaze toward me. “Now, all I want is to be with her.”

“And how do you plan to support her on a professor's salary? You're so young.”

“I've actually applied for tenure,Ma'am.”

This almost makes me laugh. Though we haven’t specifically discussed it, I’ve come to realize that Harrison is a very rich man.

“At your age?”

“I skipped a few grades.”

“Must have been more than a few,”Dad adds.

“Yes, sir. I've worked very hard in a short time to get to where I am today.”

“I love him, Dad. And he loves me.”

“So you've said.” His attention swings back to Harrison. “How old are you anyway?”

“Old enough to know I love your daughter, sir. I've always considered love at first sight to be a romantic notion fit for romance novels and fairytales. But I can tell you, with all sincerity, from the moment I heard your daughter's voice, turned and saw her standing in my classroom, my heart has belonged to her.”

I think Mom swooned.

Dad, I think he can be swayed.

Me? I may not have been ready for my hot professor when I got to New York. But now I can't imagine a single day without him.