The Professor and His Kitten
Sir, why exactly am I in here?" I ask, taking in the sight before me. Professor Blaine had taken his red tie off and placed it on the desk, and was slowly undoing the first few buttons near his collar. I had to hold in a slight sigh; the little things he did seemed to be my undoing.
"You've been disrupting my classes, Kenna." His heavy green eyes pierced my own, seemingly speaking volumes of their own but in a language I couldn't understand.
"I don't understand, Professor, I'm-" Before I could finish my pathetic attempt at defending myself, Blaine had stood and was slowly making his way towards me. With every step he took towards me, I took a small step away. I couldn't think, not with those eyes glued to my body, as if he owned it.
"I'm not talking about your behavior, Kenna, I'm talking about you. You distract me in ways I just can't.." He trailed off, smirking when my back hit the wall. Well, shit. No running now.
And then those devilish lips of his were on mine.
Kenna Cambel didn't have a hope when she met Danny Blaine. She was his the moment he laid eyes on her, according to Danny-too bad she wasn't informed.
Copyright © 2015 by Macee Buchheit