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Giving in, at least for a moment, my hands shot out, gripping the sides of his shirt to pull him closer.
He groaned into my mouth as the kiss deepened.
It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
Frantic.
Rough.
Wild.
Dominating.
I knew we were approaching the metaphorical edge, but I didn’t have the self-control to step back.
But Professor Caine did.
His hands moved to grip my shoulders as he literally tore his mouth from mine with a low curse and a pained expression. As soon as I released my hold on his shirt, he took a huge step away and ran both hands through his hair. “Leave.”
I blinked. “What?”
“Now!” he thundered.
Jumping, I grabbed my bag and hauled ass as quick as I could.
Chapter Ten
Dr. Jekyll and Dickhole Hyde
Eden
“My office. Now, Eden.”
A chill ran down my spine.
He knows.
I hadn’t talked to Professor Caine since our kiss the previous Friday. He hadn’t gone to Sinners over the weekend and we’d ignored each other on Monday. My mind had been occupied with planning my next move.
Literally.
When I’d escaped from the hell that was my family, I’d intended to transfer colleges at least once. In my mind, it’d be like a movie where I was on the lam. New places. New faces. New adventures.
The thing they didn’t show was that moving was expensive and exhausting. No one in the movies even worked, yet they had fat wads of cash and the ability to bend time so they could travel long distances in a matter of hours.
Since I had neither money nor magic, I’d stuck around.
But it was time to move.
Not just because of Professor Dickhead and our… misadventures in his office, although that was a definite nudge.
It was because I was attached. I loved Boston, my school, my expanding group of friends, and even Sinners.
I was putting down roots, even if they were shallow and thin. I’d already left everything behind once. It’d hurt to sever those roots and run again.
I’d just made the decision a few days before, and I’d already changed my mind a million times. I didn’t want to leave.
Maybe moving was stupid. Unnecessary. Dramatic. Maybe I was taking the coward’s way out.