The Professor's Second Chance Mate

Chapter 13a

**** Lara ****

By the time 6:30 pm rolled around, I was absolutely trembling with nerves. I kept vacillating wildly between dirty thoughts and frightened thoughts. Though the paranoid fear had reduced significantly, it hadn’t yet completely abated.

This is a terrible idea; I can’t believe I’m doing this….

He’s probably taking us somewhere away from the college to murder us….

I hope he kisses me first….

So on and so on, my idiotic thoughts went until I finally saw his car.

A fancy red convertible. I’m not sure what I expected, but somehow it wasn’t that. So much for inconspicuousness. Everyone on campus will see me getting into that thing. It’ll take ten seconds for his female fan club to figure out that that car is his. From there they’ll be able to track him to where he lives. He’ll stand out, we’ll stand out, in that thing everywhere we go. Not that my purple jeep is particularly inconspicuous either now that I thought about it. There are a ton of jeeps around campus but none in my sweet deep metallic purple color.

Looking around, I noticed that not many people were about. Those that were, didn’t seem to be paying any attention to me. It dawned on me that at this time of night, most students would be headed to the dining hall which was on the other side of the campus. My man is a clever one. Still, when I slipped into the front seat, I slid down low, just-in-case. I felt kind of like I was in a spy novel sneaking around like this, complete with the irresistibly charming man-hunk beside me.

“I’m so glad you came this time,” his sexy voice rumbled and sent an embarrassing warm hum straight to my lady bits.

I had planned to make a snarky retort about how everyone would see us together but when I saw him, heard him, the remark died before I could mutter a proper sound. My lips parted slightly as I took in his appearance. The slight scruff of his neatly trimmed beard. His soulful brown eyes, his perfectly carved body… even crumpled in the seat I knew he was perfect.

A perfect body that was made for me, sitting only mere inches from me. Not to mention the growing lump in his pants….

Damn, I was a goner.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm not only my nerves, but my raging dirty thoughts.

Still unable to form words, I responded by blushing furiously. Until I was able to squeak a ‘hello’. Then I sunk a little lower in the soft leather seat, half hoping I could disappear into it. He smiled that cheeky smirk I liked so much.

We drove in silence for a few minutes. Heading out of town, I assumed, or hoped.

Maya was surprisingly quiet, until I made the mistake of glancing again at that lump in his pants.

You should touch it. Maya murmured. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.

I’m sure he wouldn’t either, but I’m not ready for what comes next. Nor do I have enough self-control to say no once we start. I don’t want to regret it.

Somehow, I don't think that’s possible. Maya hummed.

It was like my eyes were magnetically attracted to it. It was big, like someone shoved a fat python down his pants. I couldn’t look away. I’d never really looked at a man before or his… junk. In my pack, the men were mostly mated, the boys were all jerks. Not one of them was attractive. Correction: their physical attractiveness was canceled out by their excessive assholiness. This ogling men thing was new for me. I felt bad about objectifying my mates’ raw sexiness, but at the same time I couldn’t control it. My eyes were drawn to him. Everything about him drew me in. His soulful eyes, his voice, his sweetness, his honesty, his sincerity, his confidence, and Goddess… that smile….

Don’t forget the pant python, Maya added.

My super helpful wolf projected explicit images into my head about what I should be doing right now with said pant python. She was pushing my comfort zone, encouraging me to go beyond just looking. I tried to block her and instead take in the view out the car window. Yet my thoughts lingered on him. I simply couldn’t look away. I was also blushing so hot, I was afraid I might self-combust.

I wondered what that trimmed beard would feel like to touch. Was facial hair soft or spiky? I didn’t think I’d care, so long as I got to touch it. My gaze wandered up to those soft, delicious lips. So kissable. I took a deep calming breath of his amazing scent.

My mind wandered further. I finally had a mate who seemed to want me…. I wanted him too…. All I could think about was how close he was to me. He was so close I could reach out so easily and brush my fingers over his soft skin. How would he react if I did?

For once, it wasn’t my wolf’s perverted thoughts, I was fighting but my own. My mind began to play scenes in my head, scenes where I would give in to the bond. Let him teach me all I needed to know about pleasing him. I’m completely inexperienced, but I’m a fast learner. I’d revel in the feel of his skin against mine. The sparks. Goddess, he was flawless and so sweet. I wondered if he tasted as sweet….

“Oh, darling. Whatever you are thinking, I’m going to need you to squash that, for now.” His voice sounded strained.

I squeezed my thighs together as my eyes flicked up to his. They were shimmering with golden flecks. His hands were literally white knuckling the steering wheel.

It was probably messed up, but I liked that I had that much of an effect on him. Still, I wished the sun sank faster in late summer. It was easily still light enough to see my ridiculous blush once again furiously blazing. I bit my lip to try and stop an embarrassed smile from forming.

When he groaned and shifted uncomfortably in his seat, I outright grinned without thinking. It surprised me how easily I affected him. I felt oddly powerful. I loved it. He gave me that power. And he affected me just as much as I did him. I wondered if he realized that.

We drove in silence for another minute or so while I tried to rein in my thoughts. We only met yesterday and yet I felt a deep connection already. The anticipation and suspense of jumping this guy was already killing me.

“Where are we going?” I cleared my throat awkwardly and kind of whispered.

Super smooth.

“Oh, it’s a secret.” His voice was so damn seductive.

Not somewhere nearby, I hoped. I don’t want people to think I’m screwing my professor for better grades. That’s the first thing humans would think. Maybe wolves too. He must have seen something in my features, as he gave me a little nugget of information.

“The next town over. I want to take you somewhere where we don’t have to worry about being spotted, but I still get to show off the sexy woman I’m with.”