“Y-you’re the professor?” Sierra asked, eyes widening. “F-for the course?”
A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips. “Yes.”
“Oh my God,” she said, hiding behind her hands. “I’m so sorry.”
After a chuckle left my lips, I placed my hand on her lower back and steered her in the direction of the main office, where she could officially sign up for s*x Education 101. Michelle was the organizer for every class, and she had roped me into teaching this time after giving me a sob story about how we needed to help more people.
“There’s nothing to apologize for, Miss Monroe, was it?”
“Sierra. You can call me Sierra. But there totally is! I just—” She smacked her lips together and averted her gaze. “You know what? I’m, um, going to shut up now before I say something I shouldn’t.”
“I’d love to hear
