“We had a dare,” I added in explanation.

A muscle worked in his jaw as he regarded me in stony silence. “Are you a bunch of preschoolers?” he demanded, his Greek accent coming through heavily in the strained words.

I shook my head mutely feeling his anger wash all over me. I returned my gaze to my feet. I raised my head suddenly and surprised a look of arousal on his face as his gaze fastened on my big boobs.

I looked away immediately even as everything in me settled down. I was going to walk out of here, I suddenly knew.

The good Prof was already staring at my...