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I just stared at him.

The words were still hanging in the air between us, thick and heavy, and I couldn’t make myself believe they had actually come out of his mouth.

His home address.

Come alone tomorrow.

A hundred questions slammed into my head at once. Why his house? Why alone? Why not just fix the grade right here in the office like a normal professor would? My pulse was already climbing. I could feel the heat rising up my neck.

“It’s just his home,” I told myself. “His wife will be there. Nothing is going to happen. This is safe. No, this has to be safe.”...