Temptation (The Hunted, #1)(28)

I gulped. I was only taking my first marketing class this semester. Should I tell him I'm only a sophomore? No. I didn't want him to call off our date. I'd tell him soon, though.

"I guess we weren't supposed to meet until now," I replied.

"I take it you're a believer in fate then?"

I nodded. "And you?"

He took a step closer to me. "I don't know what I believe. But I know what I want."

I was about to ask him what he wanted, but I didn't need to. I stopped breathing as he stared at me with his intense brown eyes. He wanted me. Again.

He was making me so nervous. "I'm going to be late for my next class, Professor Hunter."

"I'm not stopping you."

But he was stopping me. When he looked at me like that I couldn't move. I just wanted to enjoy having his eyes on me.

"Why are you so dressed up?" I couldn't resist the temptation to ask him. He looked like he was dressed for another date with the mystery woman from his office. If he was hiding a girlfriend, I could hide my age.

"I have a work function after I'm done classes today."

"Oh?"

He lifted up his arm and looked at his watch. "You don't want to be late, Miss Taylor. And neither do I." He smiled at me, shoved his hands in his pockets, and casually strolled out the door.

He was being so secretive. I couldn't help but feel jealous of the mystery woman as I quickly tried to make it to my next class on time.





Chapter 23


Wednesday

I walked up to Grottos' entrance and found Tyler leaning against the wall outside and looking at his phone.

"Hey," I said.

He smiled up at me and shoved his phone in his pocket. He put his arm out for me. I laughed and put my arm through his, and he escorted me into the restaurant.

"Table for two," he said to the hostess.

"Right this way," she replied.

We followed her to a table and I sat down and picked up the menu.

"What kind of pizza do you like?" Tyler asked.

"I guess I really don't need to look at this," I laughed and put the menu down. "Cheese. I always order just cheese."

"Sounds good to me."

When the waitress came over I ordered a cherry Coke and Tyler ordered a Sprite and a large cheese pizza.

"So," Tyler said and scooted forward a bit on his chair. "I guess I'm going to have to figure out the answer to the question I passed on."

"Hmmm?"

"You had asked me what I want to do after I graduate. I'm going to need to figure that out for our next speech."

"Oh, right!" I smiled. "What did you say your major was again?" I should have already known the answer from class today, but I hadn't been paying attention.

"Do you always daydream during Comm?"

I laughed. "I don't daydream. If you haven't noticed, I get incredibly nervous talking in front of the whole class." It was a lie. I always seemed to be daydreaming about Professor Hunter. During Stat I hadn't even tried to make out what the heck my foreign professor was saying. I was just picturing the hunger in Professor Hunter's eyes.

"Yeah, which is incredibly cute."

I couldn't help blushing.

"I'm double majoring in finance and economics," he said.

I was a little surprised. "Really? I wouldn't have guessed that in a million years. You must be really smart."

He laughed. "Does that surprise you?"

"It doesn't surprise me that you're smart. It's just that you're really funny and endearing. Why such serious majors?"

"Yeah, I don't know. They just seemed like logical choices I guess. And I really don't have a clue what I want to do when I graduate."

"You'll need to do some soul searching before your speech then."

"I guess so. Anyway, this was leading me to the fact that you're going to need to answer the question that you passed on."

"What was that again?" I asked, pretending to look confused.

The waitress came over and placed our drinks on the table.

"I know you remember the question."

I took a sip of my soda and stared innocently at Tyler.

He laughed. "I asked you what the most scandalous thing you've ever done was."

When he had first asked me the question in the dining hall, I completely freaked out. Professor Hunter had just kissed me. But now it was so much more than that. A kiss didn't seem nearly as scandalous. Before I even knew what I was doing I was answering his question:

"I kissed a professor once." I tried to say it nonchalantly.

Tyler laughed. After a few seconds of silence he said, "Wait, are you serious?"

"Well, he kissed me, actually."

"Which professor was it?" I could hear a hint of jealousy in his voice.

The waitress arrived and placed the pizza down on the rack in the middle of the table. "One cheese pizza," she said with a smile. "Anything else I can get for you?"

Tyler continued to stare at me.

"No thanks," I said to her and she walked away.

"Penny? Which professor?"

Why couldn't I keep my mouth shut? It just felt so good to finally tell someone. "Yeah, I'm not going to tell you that. That's the most scandalous thing I've ever done though. Consider the question answered." I grabbed a slice of pizza and put it on my plate.