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Audrey The classroom burst into ripples of low laughs and chuckles at Edwin’s words: “No need to hide, Audrey. I believe we met last night.” I knew that no one really knew his implication other than me, and that they were likely laughing nervously to ease the tension, but there was no helping the way my cheeks turned a bright shade of pink beneath his gaze. For a few tense moments, Edwin merely stared at me while I busied myself with staring at my feet. I could practically feel the tension radiating off of him despite his casual demeanor, or maybe it was simply my own that I was sensing. Either way, this was hell. Of course my professor would be the man who had taken my virginity. Of course I would have to spend the remainder of this semester staring down at the man whose