Impossible To Resist (BWWM Romance Book 1)(91)

She would watch him, and he could feel her eyes on him, her beautiful blue gray eyes, and he longed to go to her and touch her, to hold her to him, but there was no way that he could do that. All he could do was glance occasionally at her from afar and hope that no one noticed the look of longing for her in his eyes.

He had no idea how the dean had found out, and he didn’t want to ask him. All he wanted to do was fix what he had done wrong so that there could be some semblance to his life again, because it felt to him like everything in it was falling apart faster than he could piece it together.

There was a knock at his office door and he looked up to see Deborah Hargrove strutting through the doorway. He sighed heavily. Of all of the people that could have walked through his doorway, she was undoubtedly the last one that he wanted to see.

She gave him an irritated look and pointed at the sofa. “Come talk with me. Get over here.” She turned her back to him and swayed her hips dramatically as she walked toward the sofa, sitting on it and patting the space immediately next to her on it.

“You really screwed up this time, Connor. I can’t believe you had an affair with a student. That’s so trashy and blasé. How could a man of your morality and character do something like that?” she asked him in irritation.

He remained seated at his desk. She frowned darkly at him. “Connor, I said get over here so I can talk with you, and I meant now. I don’t have a lot of time to try to help you.” She gave him a meaningful eye and he sighed heavily again and pushed himself up out of his chair, going toward her and sitting almost at the other end of the sofa from her.

She slid across it until she was beside him. “There, now… that’s better,” she said, laying her hand on his knee and giving it a squeeze.

He glanced down at her hand and then back up at her dark eyes. “How do you know about anything that’s going on?” he asked in amazement.

She laughed and rolled her eyes. “Darling, my uncle is the dean. Do you think there’s anything going on in this school that I don’t know about?”

He pursed his lips in chagrin and remained silent. She leaned toward him and he glanced down at her blouse, wondering if she ever buttoned her blouses up further than the base of her cleavage.

She saw him glance at her breasts and she moaned and laughed a little, giving his knee another squeeze. “Now, there’s my sweet boy. You can have me here and now if you want me,” she said in a low and sultry voice, her eyes steady on his.

“I’m not in the market,” he said dryly, looking away from her and pushing her hand off of his knee.

She sat back a little and gave an exasperated noise as she gazed at him. Then she lifted her arm and slid it over the back of the sofa behind him, effectively pulling her already wide open blouse further open.

“That’s precisely what I’ve come to talk with you about, baby.” She purred as she moved her leg next to his and began to rub it against his leg. He looked over his shoulder at her and she gave him a flirtatious air kiss.

“What are you talking about?” he asked, certain that he could be doing anything more important at that point, like ironing his carpet.

She sighed and sat up, leaning close to him and sliding her hand through the crook of his arm as he rested his elbow on his thigh.

“Well, darling, I talked to Uncle Hargrove, and I told him how close you and I are, and how much you mean to me, and I suggested that if you were engaged or married that he wouldn’t need to suspend you at all because you would no longer be a threat to the young women who attend this institution for an education.

“You’d be committed to one woman, and you would be a model husband who was closely integrated into the founding families of this college and you would become an asset instead of a liability.” She leaned closer and let her lips brush his ear as she spoke into it.

“So, my precious Uncle Hargrove thought that I had such a good idea, that he told me if we were engaged immediately and married within the next few weeks, why, then he didn’t see any reason at all to hold those charges over your head and your suspension would be lifted, and you could start working again right away.

“I told him that I would come… talk you into it…” she whispered seductively into his ear as she slid her hand along his inner thigh toward his groin with a sexy giggle.

He clamped his hand over hers and stopped the motion of it. Then he turned and looked at

her, pushing her hand away from him.

“Are you telling me that you’re here to blackmail me into getting engaged to you and marrying you in three weeks?” he asked incredulously as he stared at her with wide, disbelieving eyes.

She shrugged and nodded. “Essentially, yes. I’m here to save your job, darling,” she cooed at him. She reached her hand up behind him and ran her fingers through his neatly combed hair, ruffling it a bit.

“What do you say, baby, do you want to drop down on your knees and offer me the rest of your life?” she asked with a wide red-lipped grin.

He stood got up off the sofa so fast that he was unsteady for a moment.

“Hell, no. Get out of my office. I can’t even believe that you came here thinking that I would ever go for an idea like that,” he said in disgust as he walked toward his desk and shoved his hands down in his pant pockets.

She was quiet a moment and then she stood up and sauntered toward him as he turned to face her, leaning against the front of his desk.