Jack pov,

I pulled her up on my lap while wrapping my hands around her slender waist. It's softer than cotton.

" What are you doing?" She whispered while getting away from me, her voice shows her fear.

" Sir!" I added while tightening my grip on her waist. I like that nervousness.

" Sir? Is this the thing, what a professor does?” She scowled in anger. Yep, she is right. It's a respectable position, but I don't have any option, rather than being her professor.

" You teach me, what should a professor do? and I will teach you, what should you do? "I whispered in a husky tone...