4
REED
Harper had the sexy librarian thing down. f**k.
I had no idea that prim s**t worked for me. It was eight in the morning, and I was in the gym jumping rope, ten minutes into my stint based on the timer on the wall. She caught my eye through the windows to the parking lot. Yeah, she wore a knee length black coat and only an inch or two of her skirt’s hem showed beneath. Her hair was pulled back into a simple, sleek ponytail, and I saw a glint of diamond at her ears. She was gorgeous in that expensive, elegant way. She didn’t go flashy, no bedazzled s**t. No tousled hair. She looked… effortless. It was her shoes that had me practically panting. Damn. She looked all prim and proper except for her four-inch heels.
Were all professors of medieval art this f*****g hot? I had to wonder
