Professor

After a night of drinking way too much, I wake up in a handsome stranger's bed.

Less than an hour later, the stranger walks into my Calculus class and says, "Hi, I'm Professor McCarthy."

It's going to be a fun semester...

Professor is a standalone story in the Alpha Male U series. It features—you guessed it—a hot alpha male, the student he's determined to claim for his own, instalove, and a HEA! 

WORD COUNT: 11,000

Excerpt:

Belatedly, I wonder if he's one of those creepy professors who prey on students. Selma would have told me if she heard any rumors, but McCarthy could be good at keeping his activities under wraps. "Do you do this a lot?" I blurt out.

"Do what? Hang out at local coffee shops? Well, of course. I'm a big believer in supporting small businesses."

"You know that's not what I'm asking. Do you hit on a lot of your students?"

"I've never been inappropriate with a student. I value professionalism, and that would be wrong." He focuses his blue eyes on me. There's so much heat in his gaze that I feel like it could burn me. "But with you, I can't help wanting to do the wrong thing."

I shiver, telling myself that it's because of the cold matcha latte. "Professor — "

"Call me Landon."

"Landon." His first name feels like a naughty word on my tongue. "You're my professor. I'm your student."

"Thank you for stating obvious facts."

I glare at him. "I'm stating the obvious because you're acting like you don't understand the obvious."

"Go to dinner with me."

Oh, for the love of Christ. "Professor — "

"I told you to call me Landon."

"Whether I call you Landon or Professor, I can't go to dinner with you. Besides, I have to go home and study."

"I can help you study."

Lust courses through my blood at the idea of a private tutoring session with Landon/Professor McCarthy.