One night of passion in a bar. It was supposed to be a one-night stand.
But here Finn is, standing at the front of my sociology classroom. He’s the professor? Oh no. I can’t stop thinking about him. Maybe that moment in the bar was more than a one night stand. I want it to be more. We might both crash and burn. I can’t help it. I’m infatuated.
I left the bar with only her name, Adele. So imagine my surprise when she runs into my sociology class late. No, she was supposed to be a one-night stand. She can’t be my student. Especially because I can’t stop thinking about her. We both want to take it to the next level, but she’s my student.
This can end so very badly if anyone finds out.
But we are both willing to take that chance . . .